Luyện nghe bài hát Street Kings

Fuck it, yo, who the MC on the west?
By far it's me and in my car is a tea
And my broad in that continental
With the rollin' up dutches like that motherfuckers

Beef with the kid, clack, motherfuckers
Let them burn your six pack, motherfuckers
Get jacked, motherfucker, when you come to
Get a mack, motherfucker, when you come to

I walk through Times Square holdin' my
A style Jada make a run threw Yonkers
I got D-blocks like the locks and glocks like to pop
And nigga I like your watch, so roll over, you can die the jury

First nigga, take the stand to testify he gonna die the jury
And I might kidnap the judge or send a
To lean on the so the DA budge
I got niggas that'll ride for a

So my rock like Earl Manson
You can die where you
You got his you can die with your man
I'll let you jog for about 30 then you gunned down

You know GL shit we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad, all on the grind
And if you doubt that up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime you want us then and try us

You know this GL we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad all on the grind
And if you that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime, you want us then and try us

I'm a take it to the next, take it to a motherfuckin'
Pull up on a nigga triggers and techs
We square beads, you easy to read
is the end of the road for whole ass MC's

Smoke grass by the pound, glock holds 17
And the flow'll any nigga down
Rap you a burrito come threw and kill you and your people
Said them I shitted on you nigga like I was a flock of seagulls

Infrared beam like a traffic jam at
Handle any man in sight with his hands a mic
light, I got the torch, California up north
For any nigga puttin' on a Porches and never drive on

Bitch, you're die on
San Quinton for and five a live one
Bust shots at the clouds, so we can some
Get up off ass and nigga and grind some

You this GL shit, we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad all week on the
And if you doubt that up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime you want us come and try us

You know this GL we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad, all on the grind
And if you doubt step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime we're touching the grinds

fuckers on the tip of the gat
You can put on flat but I'll kill that, I'll open you up a mat
if you heard at I squirted and murdered a man
And these new school nigga talk we heard of them plans

Seventy-two 36 millimeters in your mini van
Gettin' off on you nigga and mini-mans
thing runnin' is blood nigga so we gettin' grand
So we will bust your head, nigga, straight through your

Or get off in yo ass nigga like Chan
And when it's all and done it's a one will stand
Gunnin' motorbike, feelin' this power man
A 185 miles per hour, man, I stay co-relatin' the Taliban
I show up, show up, up, show up

talk about money, they forgot the struggle
Playas paint a perfect picture, they the hustle
Pieces of a puzzle, guzzlin' pints, the moonlight
Turn to sunlight, more gun fights, penitentiary kites

Seen a man turn to mice than mice to man
See my nigga take the stand turn my other hand
Got me nauseous in my abdomen, got me servin' again
Grams rapped in rubber bands, 22's on rubbers bands

Slow rollin, blowin', I'm gettin' rich you see my fro growin'
Ho's I pimp them to the fullest, respect a gangsta
You can but I eat bullets, I shit missiles
And my eyeballs look like crystals, my official
It's more Merofrista

Yo, yo, it's and everything I sit on fat
Niggaz be oh shit, how a nigga shit on that?
You see me shit on and grit on tracks
with the red paint, puttin' it on hat
Talk the real thing not the 760

The reason that they took the team to get me
You don't want it my dogs, you got teeni guys
I mean itsy bitsy little weeni guys
I done seen them bought as big as my gats
And they ain't even got strength to squeeze on that

You want real hard core I be's on that
Cop the XLT you put threes on that, put on hats
When luchi seeks squeeze on gats we even leave these on
G's low they got g's on that and have
How your momma outside screamin' "Please clap"

You this GL shit we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad, all week on the
And if you doubt that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to
Street in our prime we're touching the streets grinds

You know GL shit we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad, all week on the
And if you doubt that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to
Street kings in our prime you want us come and try us

You know this GL shit we got G's on the
Or G's on the squad, all week on the
And if you doubt step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime touching the streets grinds

You this GL shit we got G's on the line
Or G's on the squad, all on the grind
And if you doubt that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to
Street kings in our prime you want us come and try us