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 rollin' up dutches like that motherfuckers

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

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

nigga, take the stand 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 that'll for a grand

So handover my rock like Manson
You can die where you
You got his you can die with your 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 on the grind
And if you doubt that step up, we ain't hard to find
Street kings in our you want us then 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 that step up, 'cuz we ain't hard to
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'
up on a nigga holdin' triggers and techs
We droppin' square beads, you easy to
is the end of the road for whole ass MC's

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

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

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

You know this GL shit we got G's on the
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 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
Even if you heard at I squirted and a man
And these new school nigga like we heard of them plans

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

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

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

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

rollin, 'dro blowin', I'm gettin' rich you see my fro growin'
Ho's 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 shits
It's more humaro

Yo, yo, Luke and everything I sit on fat
be like 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 about the thing not the 760

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

You want real core shit I be's on that
Cop the XLT you put threes on that, put on hats
When seeks squeeze on gats we even leave these on flat
G's low they got g's on that and have
How your outside screamin' "Please don't clap"

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 in our prime we're touching the streets grinds

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

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 us then come and try us