Luyện nghe bài hát Street Team

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

Motherfuckers to act now
Keep toast by the now
Got a block of crack now
Still got to hold the hood

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

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

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

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

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

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

You want to fuck with me
Y'all know who I am
Catch you in the lot
Pull out and pop top

Somebody's got to
So what you to do?
You cannot from 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 with me

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

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

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

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

And I wonder your family gonna do
When pronounce you dead
Then come through your hood Gucci rims on
In the six with the on
head from a bad redbone, bitch
That don't mind switching to fuck with her timbs on

You don't to fuck 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 cannot from me
My is coming for you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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