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 from uptown.. and everywhere
it!

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

big l

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

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Before the rap contract, I was sellin
Stay with a mac, I was into alla that
I started and got nice as hell
If it for this I might be doin life in jail
And of my peeps are still in the game sellin 'caine
If that's what you gotta do to maintain, go and do your thang
But the cash profit make an investment
And try not to go to the grave the rest went
Cause you can be rich with crazy loot, own a house and 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 boxers, ballplayers or rap singers
Instead they bank robbers and crack
Aiyyo they used to be legit kids, now they
They had dreams but gave em up cause street struck

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 leave the alone
But it's crazy hard kid, in other words, it's
The streets be callin me, like the crack be callin
It ain't a 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 on a hospital bed, from bein street struck

Chorus: 2x

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up!
Aiyyo it from me, the big l
I been through it all, youknowhati'msayin?
Stay off them corners you'll stay out of
And I gotta say rest in peace to all the cats streets
I'm outta