Luyện nghe bài hát Street Life

(I the street life
Because no place I can go
life
its the only I know)

home and your daddy go to work(go to work)
Three
and my go beserk (go beserk)
I'm birds
dooney and bourke
I'm talkin
enough to make you a
Bass,hard plate,big spoons
that wiff like the block than mid june
Early july,I'm like the bird that fly
Even Martin got a piece of pie
I'm Murphy, laugh at ******, throw the piece in the sky
Drop the top on the merchy and streets with my top
Make it like Percy,
kids on the sidewalk,
to stash weed in my momma's Buic Skylark,
I talk 'bout prices,
rule the nation ,
**** the station,
And if you got any association,
then,murder all close
Street uh uh

Grocery on the counter
no store
couldn't fit a half a meal in the tote
Hit the
the roaches say "Good Night"
Spark twice, say "Good Bye" to the
Cook nice for the little bit of
And watch jokers put that fire to that ice
Sure as that dog's tail wag, it bite
Man,I'm just tryna get my scratch on lice
I was younger,I had a flag on my bike
And then I went and got mags on my bike
Momma,don't up for me,
I lost a bundle a money from the
get that make-up money (Hey!)
I say I gotta get into they lunch
I say I gotta get into they lunch

Its Hollygrove,till the me cold
Whos to say if they bury me old?
I that street life.
uh uh