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 armadillo up dutches like that motherfuckers

with the kid, click 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 holdin' my Johnson
A cross Jada make a run threw Yonkers
I got D-blocks like the locks and these like to pop
And nigga I like your watch, so over, you can die with the jury

First nigga, take the to testify he gonna die with the jury
And I might kidnap the judge or a team
To lean on the so the DA budge
I got niggas ride for a grand

So my rock like Earl Manson
You can die you stand
You got his you can die with your man
I'll let you jog for about 30 seconds 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 step up, 'cuz we ain't to find
Street kings in our prime you want us come and try us

You this GL shit 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 us then come and try us

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

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

Infrared beam a traffic jam at night
Handle any man in sight his hands upon a mic
Wanna light, I got the torch, California up
For any nigga flamed on a Porches and never drive on

Bitch, gonna die on
San Quinton for and five catch a one
Bust at the clouds, so we can shine some
Get up off your ass and and grind some

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

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

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

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

Niggaz talk about money, they forgot the
Playas a perfect picture, they forgot the hustle
Pieces of a puzzle, pints, watchin' the moonlight
Turn to sunlight, street more gun fights, penitentiary

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

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

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

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

You want real hard core shit I on that
Cop the XLT you put threes on that, put on hats
When luchi seeks squeeze on gats we even these on flat
G's messin' low they got g's on that and
How momma outside screamin' "Please don't 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 step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime we're touching the streets

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

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 we're 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 hard to find
Street in our prime you want us then come and try us