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

Motherfuckers to act now
toast by the waist now
Got a block of crack now
Still got to the hood down

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

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

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

Head like sticking manually
She want to what my stamina be
Told the chick real gangstas to please
Stash hard in the seats

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

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

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

got to drop
So you want to do?
You cannot hide me
My is coming for you

Three o'clock on the dot when I to plot
Ran up in the spot wanna buy a lot
Hurry up, is hot
fuck with me

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

Have your bitch in the 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 and take the light
Can't tell me Ruff Ryders don't make it
Got to wonder what a Harlem, life is like
And I transport keys if the is right

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

And I wonder your family gonna do
When they pronounce you
Then come through hood with Gucci rims on
In the six with the 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
Y'all niggas who I am
Catch you in the lot
Pull out and pop top

Somebody's got to
So you want to do?
You hide from me
My niggas is for you

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

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

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

How many think they can ruff ryde
Because y'all 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 soul to go
All I care is when I this shit, where they gonna go
Watch where this go, past niggas
I'm sick of y'all warm floor ass

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

You want to fuck with me
Y'all niggas 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

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