Luyện nghe bài hát Street Opera

Sun God get 'em

I stay far from my opponents, me dogs
That's why lead the call, moving up on us
But them G's on the corners, move when I
That's a warning, or have my goons spin a garment

Think it's sweet, and try to or run up on us
They get than twelve foot, and you be leaking out of order
Don't beef, if you ain't for no quarters
'Cuz is money, you float funny when you surfin' the water

I'm that dude pack by the border
I my life, I live it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta
You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's your daughter
That really love me, for the **** I taught her

Will Smith on the list, pops is the king
I'm the prince, forty oil tune, kick ya chest in
Us that got the universe confession, pardon your
I'm new to the game, but true to my

Jeans, hoods, ****,

Visions of me ****, being chased by jake
And the of the razor keep hitting the plate
And tooters is flab with ****, **** and them jeans
We chew through it, we coming down off ****

And my P.O., she half Creole, I from Philly to Dallas
With true talent, like my is T.O.
So when I ****, I gotta **** slow, she know I kick them bottles
if I'm dirty, I ain't letting it go

Your project steps is down, dry blood
Maintenance men with the scrub brush, scraping the
Diapers, baby and broke lighters, I led many
Horses to water, just to see if they it

Taste my, Betty Crock', rock, bet he cock, now
flash, my **** ridin' L, laid a cop down
Any of ya **** want beef, I stop clowns
I got a bad ox' fifth, now how the ****

Jeans, hoods, ****

Aiyo, what up S.G.? Aiyo, poppin' my ****
I'm oil in the ****, exercising my trigger
Finger, got the biggest ****, yeah, I got a crispy stainless
Your mans ain't **** those hoes, they a bunch of gamers

Them head shots, neck shots, probably blow they in
I'm so close to the edge, pushin' they **** in
I bet you now, them mutha**** start complaining
No hesitation, my leave 'em chaining

We go hard, like the NARC's when we start
I copped the and registration, to cock and aiming
It's all and all my **** made it
We hard body like Wu-Tang and Iron

I keep the **** blazing, hands
Like a **** when she braids in, I think it's so amazing
We ran **** for hours, up in the Inn
rats and **** motels, we seen baking

Jeans, hoods, guns,