Luyện nghe bài hát Street Team

Listen man, this here is gangsta shit you know?
Real bouncy, shit, double R, shit, nigga
The of the best street team
You know it is or how it is

want to act now
Keep toast by the now
Got a full of crack now
Still got to hold the down

chickens want to run around dig dig down
Got a for the full pound
That will put your ass the ground
With a thunderous

Send heat through your down
Then I'm blow day
All over your
Ride or die me today

And when I that shook that
Ran a roll
In an all
360 160

Head like sticking move
She want to know my stamina be
Told the chick real gangstas hard to
Stash in the Honda seats

You got to how the game will freeze
Especially when you pimp the
You got to pop that
Put an ass to
cock that thing 'cause the walls will creep

Niggas think they hot felt the heat
Cross spit that shit will melt the street
Cocksucker a pack come bump with me
Double R in a you can't fuck with me

You don't want to with me
Y'all know who I am
Catch you in the lot
out and pop your top

Somebody's got to
So what you to do?
You cannot hide me
My niggas is for you

Three on the dot when I plan to plot
Ran up in the smoke wanna buy a lot
Hurry up, is hot
Can't fuck me

Kill drama with M3's company for me
All my niggas own real
My can't estimate
On the roll you can't the time or the day, and date

Have bitch in the back of the Escalade
We can make escalate
out, make his man run on him and he had a gun on him
Busted you make the right

To cut through the gas station and the light
Can't tell me Ruff Ryders don't make it
Got to what a Harlem, niggas life is like
And I transport if the price is right

Then back through your hood on a mountain bike
Got bullets that will go through your
Then come out head
I'm Infrared, you ain't know, I'm about bread

And I wonder what your gonna do
When they pronounce you
Then come through your hood with rims on
In the six the rims on
Getting from a bad redbone, bitch
That don't mind like to fuck with her timbs on

You don't want to with me
niggas know who I am
Catch you in the lot
out and pop your top

Somebody's got to
So what you to do?
You cannot from me
My is coming for you

On my block won't be no coping the bank
And the shit, you get my drift?
Anything sold I to get a bank roll
You motherfuckers don't want to see these things

Hanging Neptunes, oh, no
When I the four-four
Look at the hole you fell in
I got to spin around to keep the in
I ma blast to the smell in

Bet you know now, when I rap
I as well slow down
I mean I love I spin Porsche to hold my horse like
Whooa, now

How many niggas think can ruff ryde
Because puff lye
Think they can be tough guy
I'm a slim nigga so I'm a you duck by
whoa, listen to a fly bye
Like ch-ch-chhh, why cry?

give a fuck, where your soul want to go
All I care is I toss this shit, where they gonna go
Watch where this bullet go, niggas
I'm sick of warm floor ass niggas

Don't got to no more passing the picture
While I'm at funeral just passing your picture
I bad as me

You don't want to with me
Y'all niggas who I am
Catch you in the lot
out and pop your top

Somebody's got to
So what you to do?
You cannot from me
My is coming for you

You don't want to fuck me
You don't want to fuck me
You want to fuck with me
You don't to fuck with me