Luyện nghe bài hát Street Kings

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 hard to find
Street kings in our prime you us then come and try us

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 up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime touching the streets 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
Even if you heard at I and murdered a man
And these new school nigga like we heard of them plans

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

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

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

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

Slow rollin, 'dro blowin', I'm 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 crystals, my shits official
It's more Merofrista

Yo, yo, it's Luke and I sit on fat
be like oh shit, how a nigga shit on that?
You wanna see me on and grit 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 bitsy bitty weeni guys
I done seen them bought as big as my gats
And they ain't even got enough strength to squeeze on

You want hard core shit I be's on that
Cop the XLT you put on that, put cheese on hats
When luchi seeks squeeze on we even leave these on flat
G's low they got g's on that and have
How your momma outside "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 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 that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime you want us come and try us

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 hard to find
Street in our prime we're touching the streets grinds

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 that step up, we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our prime you want us then and try us