Luyện nghe bài hát Streets

Just, just, just...
ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the streets in a black benz lexus
ridin', ridin'...
I'm you, you feelin' me, ain't nobody jealous man

Just, just, just...
I'm ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, the piece
I'm just slidin',
my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me

I'm ridin', ridin'
Ridin' the city streets in a black benz
Where we be the beat, tuckin' the piece
I'm just slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me

We're nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but
nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but crumbs
See it's the thug, thuggish ruggish, give me bud
I'm out on the way to go get me some
Stuck in the part I put up the cup, don't
What about the slopes, tryin' a get
nothin' but crumbs, they gave me the tomb
And heavenly Father all your son
The people are part of ya, never be
But what was it for, tellin' my people to point to the
And what did the fools finally see who be ridin'
at the war and here it come
I'm the beginning and the ending, what are we
Watch your paper, gospel walkin' in churches
search us, they tyrin' to escape though
Monotony and a monopoly, gotta get to put us a chair
Rott there, get in the car, of our Lives oh well
I'm from the best, the of the best
The the test, will settle finesse, so Bizzy the Kid
The best...let me get this, that we depressed

How many times we gather our rest, so why do they
My lips are (?), Lord I'm not ugly

And how many times we gather our rest, so why do cuss
My lips are (?), the Lord I'm not ugly
Heavenly you are the best, one time...

I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, nobody jealous man

Just, just, just...
ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus
Where we be the beat, tuckin' the piece
I'm slidin', slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me

I'm just ridin',
Ridin' the city streets in a benz lexus
Where we be the beat, tuckin' the piece
I'm just slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me

I'm a rise to the fullest, 'em do it
Make 'em pull it, fill your torso's up with
Nigga the true shit, and it sit's with a new kid
Who goes there, I, we used to slam them
Now we raise 'em up high, dog's to the sky
My nigga, I be on a dog, I ain't shy my nigga
No why nigga, I'm a hard workin' horse
Keep my on a mantle, fuck puttin' it in a source
If rap was a bitch I'll a divorce
And if rap was a study, you would you a course
I'm a rap 'til my voice gone, probably 'til I it
But y'all can't do it, duplicate my
'til they cruisin', haters be refusin'
They bitches to listen to it
But gotta be true with it
Get bucked knuckler, act a foo' it
rider season, and really ain't no rules to it
Nice and gettin' through it
I'm the ace, realest rapper since Pac want to my place

ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
I'm slidin', slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me

I'm just ridin',
Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
I'm slidin' slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me
just...

[Mr.
I'm ridin', ridin', ridin' the city streets
Packin' the strap in the back of my black
That's creased, windows down, on blast
Feelin' the breeze, smokin' and that reefer dog
I'm my trees (ha, ha--ha, ha)
down, system on blast, feelin' the breeze
Eyes on my rearview, watch my back for the
The homi's say my back for enemies
Touch your back, the hennesey (?) my remedy
Catch me dippin' the streets
Givin' a fuck, runnin' stoplights
Swerve it to the left, and I swing it to the
I'm a hard switchin' lane, scrapin' and all
All eyes on me whenever I'm rotatin' walls
And as as night falls
I let them hundred crawl
dippin' through the city
With my rider's and
It's Mr. Criminal it down
With the homi's from Bone
And these hater's get on
These bitches get no

ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city streets in a benz lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
I'm slidin', slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me

I'm just ridin',
Ridin' the city streets in a black benz
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
I'm just slidin'
Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me
just...

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