Luyện nghe bài hát Street Struck

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

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

big l

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

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Before the rap contract, I was crack
Stay strapped with a mac, I was into alla
I started 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 game 'caine
If what you gotta 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
What good is that, if dead, or behind bars?
And yo it's not even
I've seen a lot of my peers up they careers for some fast money
They could've been boxers, or rap singers
Instead bank robbers and crack slingers
they used to be legit kids, now they corrupt
They had dreams but gave em up cause street struck

Chorus: 2x

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I still chill with my peeps in the streets; but most of the
I'm in the crib, writin rhymes to some beats
Or either up some freaks to bone
But up, I try to leave the streets alone
But it's crazy hard kid, in other words, spooky
The streets be callin me, the crack be callin pookie
It a dumb joke, listen to this young folk
Cause I'm from -- you can choke from the gunsmoke
Stay off the corners; that might be your best
Before you a bullet that was meant for the next man
Or end up with a cut
Or relaxin on a bed, from bein street struck

Chorus: 2x

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