Luyện nghe bài hát Street Team

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

want to act now
Keep toast by the now
Got a block of crack now
Still got to the hood down

Little chickens to run around dig dig down
Got a for the full pound
That will put your ass under the
a thunderous sound

Send heat through your down
I'm blow cool day
All over body
Ride or die with me

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

Head like move manually
She to know what my stamina be
Told the real gangstas hard to please
Stash hard in the Honda

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

Niggas think hot ain't felt the heat
Cross spit shit that will melt the street
Cocksucker heres a pack come bump me
Double R in a cell you can't fuck 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 you want to do?
You hide from me
My niggas is for you

Three o'clock on the dot I plan to plot
Ran up in the spot wanna buy a lot
up, shit is hot
Can't fuck me

Kill drama M3's company for bumping me
All my niggas own estate
My money can't
On the you can't tell the time or the day, and date

Have your bitch in the back of the
We can make things
Pull out, his man run on him and he had a gun on him
Busted you then make the

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

Then ride through your hood on a mountain bike
Got bullets that go through your stomach
Then come out head
I'm Infrared, you know, I'm about this bread

And I wonder your family gonna do
When they you dead
Then come through your hood with Gucci on
In the six with the on
Getting head from a bad redbone,
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
Pull out and pop top

got to drop
So what you to do?
You cannot from me
My is coming for you

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

like Neptunes, oh, no
When I pull the
Look at the that you fell in
I got to around to keep the shells in
I ma blast to the smell in

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

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

Don't give a fuck, where your want to go
All I care is when I toss this shit, where they go
Watch this bullet go, past niggas
I'm of y'all warm floor ass niggas

got to pump no more passing the picture
While I'm at your just passing your picture
I bad as me

You don't want to fuck 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 niggas is for you

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