Luyện nghe bài hát Street Struck

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

Yo where I'm from it ain't cookies and
a lot of peer pressure growin up as a young teen
You never when you gonna get wet
mad clowns be catchin wreck with a tec just to get a rep
Instead of cool friends, rather hang with male thugs
Instead of to school, they'd rather sell drugs
It's best to go the right route and not the one
Because it's gonna catch up in the long run
Brothers be all up on us, stupid, gettin lifted
They life is twisted, and most of them are gifted
In other words, they got talent; but they'd rather sell
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 is a buck or bustin a sweet nut
They don't give a (what? ) cause street struck

big l

You listen when l rhyme; cause bein street struck'll
Get you but a bullet 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 sellin
strapped with a mac, I was into alla that
I started rappin and got nice as
If it wasn't for this I might be life in jail
And of my peeps are still in the game sellin 'caine
If that's what you gotta do to maintain, go 'head and do your
But with the profit make an investment
And try not to go to the grave like the rest
Cause you can be with crazy loot, own a house and nine cars
What good is that, if you're dead, or bars?
And yo it's not funny
I've seen a lot of my peers give up they careers for some fast
could've been boxers, ballplayers or rap singers
Instead they robbers and crack slingers
Aiyyo they to be legit kids, now they corrupt
had dreams but gave em up cause they 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 dope
Or either callin up some to bone
But word up, I try to leave the alone
But crazy hard kid, in other words, it's spooky
The streets be callin me, the crack be callin pookie
It ain't a joke, listen to this young folk
Cause where I'm from -- you can from the gunsmoke
off the corners; that might be your best plan
Before you catch a that was meant for the next man
Or end up a deep 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 them corners you'll stay out of
And I gotta say in peace to all the cats teasin streets
I'm here