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 from it ain't cookies and
There's a lot of peer pressure growin up as a teen
You know when you gonna get wet
Cause mad clowns be catchin wreck with a tec to get a rep
Instead of cool friends, rather hang with male thugs
Instead of goin to school, they'd rather sell
It's best to go the right route and not the one
Because it's gonna up witchu in the long run
be all up on us, actin stupid, gettin lifted
They is twisted, and most of them are quite gifted
In other words, got talent; but they'd rather sell cracks
And bust and run the streets actin violent
To them it's all hittin skinz and makin some easy green
Cause all they show you on the tv screen
All they care about is a buck or a sweet nut
They don't give a (what? ) cause 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 bullet or time

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Before the rap contract, I was crack
Stay strapped with a mac, I was alla that
I started rappin and got nice as
If it wasn't for I might be doin life in jail
And some of my peeps are still in the game 'caine
If that's what you do to maintain, go 'head and do your thang
But with the cash profit make an
And try not to go to the grave the rest went
you can be rich with crazy loot, own a house and nine cars
What is that, if you're dead, or behind bars?
And yo it's not funny
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
They had dreams but gave em up cause they street

Chorus: 2x

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I still chill my peeps in the streets; but most of the time
I'm in the crib, writin to some dope beats
Or either callin up freaks to bone
But word up, I try to the streets alone
But it's crazy hard kid, in other words, spooky
The be callin me, like the crack be callin pookie
It ain't a dumb joke, listen to this young
Cause where I'm -- you can choke from the gunsmoke
Stay off the corners; might be your best plan
you catch 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
I been through it all, youknowhati'msayin?
Stay off them corners you'll out of trouble
And I say rest in peace to all the cats teasin streets
I'm here