Luyện nghe bài hát Street Kings

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

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

I walk Times Square holdin' my Johnson
A cross style Jada make a run threw
I got like the locks and these glocks like to pop
And nigga I like your watch, so roll over, you can die with the

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

So handover my rock Earl 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, 'cuz we hard to find
Street in our prime 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 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

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

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

Infrared beam like a jam at night
Handle any man in with his hands upon 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 catch a 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 all week 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 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 kings in our prime we're touching the grinds

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

times 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, through your hand

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

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

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

Slow rollin, 'dro blowin', I'm gettin' 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 like crystals, my shits official
It's humaro Merofrista

Yo, yo, it's and everything I sit on fat
Niggaz be like oh shit, how a nigga on that?
You wanna see me shit on and grit on
Glock 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 want it my dogs, you got teeni guys
I mean itsy bitsy little bitty weeni
I done seen guys bought as big as my gats
And they even got enough strength to squeeze on that

You real hard core shit I be's on that
Cop the XLT you put on that, put cheese on hats
luchi seeks squeeze on gats 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 that step up, 'cuz we ain't to find
kings in our prime 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 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 week on the
And if you doubt that step up, 'cuz we ain't to find
Street kings in our prime we're touching the grinds

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 you us then come and try us