Luyện nghe bài hát Streetlife

*Chorus*

Street life, is the only I know
Street life, we got no place to go
Street life, where the struggle let you be
Street life, where the and thugs meet

1:

Yo, I shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks
Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort
Rhyme kill 'em wid intelligence
Get money embezzlement, worrying as the president
LA the coming, inheriting nature, Islamic
Stay to my clan like Elijah Mohammed
a promise, creating them secrets be like amazing
Everytime I the track I swing my axe and stake it
Speed racing through life classLA let the tech splashMy lyrics hard as brass
Show 'em all-star, me in the Source y'all
'98 Ford car purchased Fort Bar
I'm aways sharp man, accurate, sharp-shooter, marksman
Running through New York air painted Al Sharpton
And sing, my be black and shallow ringed
Computerised thugs dropping in the bank
And then....

2:

Yo, yo, yo
You on my
My life is like a Bond flick
Mad bitches, mad bullets but I get hit
Yo, herpes to trees, Tv's and MTv's
in jail for life the strongest hurt to leave
>From bloods at night in Kings, to bounce to Queens
Drugs and dope fiends scream over the
Pop the 2 fort sucking dick on porno screens
some clean wid terrible hygiene
To on my block G is devils at halloween
The young son got guns wid 50 magasine
And web beams
Getting drunk off
Robbing niggas marked, die for this cane in dream
In this.....

3:

Yo,yo,yo
I'm garment stay tropical
Jewels rockable
Crystal optical
My niggas got bodiesGet watched like John Gotti in a mansionWid a monk learning karate
It's unfortunate niggas can't afford
My 20 blew chords
I hate eating sword fishSurrounded by 20 men at the amphibian
In the Benz puffing tree from the Caribbean
And it....