Luyện nghe bài hát Street Struck

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Yeah, the big l
Comin at you again, in nine-five
And I dedicate one
To all my from uptown.. and everywhere
it!

Yo where I'm it ain't cookies and cream
There's a lot of pressure growin up as a young teen
You never know you gonna get wet
Cause mad clowns be catchin with a tec just to get a rep
Instead of cool friends, they'd rather hang with thugs
Instead of goin to school, rather sell drugs
It's best to go the route and not the wrong one
Because it's gonna catch up in the long run
Brothers be all up on us, stupid, gettin lifted
They is twisted, and most of them are quite gifted
In other words, they got but they'd rather sell cracks
And bust gats and run the streets violent
To them it's all about hittin skinz and makin some green
Cause all they show you on the tv screen
All they care is a buck or bustin a sweet nut
They give a (what? ) cause they street struck

big l

You betta when l rhyme; cause bein street struck'll
Get you but a bullet or jail time
So pay attention when l cause bein street struck'll
Get you nuttin but a or jail time

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Before the rap contract, I was sellin
Stay strapped with a mac, I was into that
I rappin and got nice as hell
If it wasn't for this I be doin life in jail
And some of my peeps are still in the sellin 'caine
If that's what you do to maintain, go 'head and do your thang
But with the profit make an investment
And try not to go to the grave like the rest
Cause you can be rich with loot, own a house and nine cars
good is that, if you're dead, or behind bars?
And yo it's not even
I've seen a lot of my peers give up they careers for fast money
They could've been boxers, or rap singers
they bank robbers and crack slingers
Aiyyo used to be legit kids, now they corrupt
had dreams but gave em up cause they street struck

Chorus: 2x

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I chill with my peeps in the streets; but most of the time
I'm in the crib, writin to some dope beats
Or either up some freaks to bone
But up, I try to leave the streets alone
But it's crazy kid, in other words, it's spooky
The streets be me, like the crack be callin pookie
It ain't a joke, listen to this young folk
Cause I'm from -- you can choke from the gunsmoke
Stay off the that might be your best plan
Before you catch a bullet was meant for the next man
Or end up with a cut
Or relaxin on a bed, from bein street struck

repeat 2x

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up!
Aiyyo it from me, the big l
Cause I been through it all,
Stay off them you'll stay out of trouble
And I gotta say rest in peace to all the cats teasin
I'm here