Luyện nghe bài hát Streets

Just, just, just...
ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus
ridin', ridin'...
I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, nobody jealous man

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

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

We're nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but
We're 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 where I put up the cup,
about the slopes, tryin' a get dangerous
We're nothin' but crumbs, gave me the tomb
And Father all over 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 really be
Look at the war and it come
I'm the beginning and the ending, what are we
Watch your paper, gangstas walkin' in churches
Don't search us, they tyrin' to escape
and a monopoly, gotta get ready to put us a chair
Rott there, get in the car, Day's of our oh well
I'm from the best, the sick of the
The sicker the test, will settle finesse, so the Kid
The best...let me get this, that we depressed

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

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

I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't jealous man

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

I'm just ridin',
Ridin' the streets in a black benz lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
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 torso's up with bullets
Nigga this the shit, and it sit's with a new kid
Who goes there, I, we used to slam dog's
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 wonder why nigga, I'm a hard horse
Keep my grammy on a mantle, fuck it in a source
If rap was a bitch I'll want a
And if rap was a study, you need you a course
I'm a rap my voice gone, probably 'til I lose it
But y'all do it, duplicate my music
Listen 'til they cruisin', be refusin'
They bitches want to to it
But they be true with it
Get bucked knuckler, act a with it
It's season, and really ain't no rules to it
Nice and gettin' through it
I'm the ace, realest rapper since Pac want to take my

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

[Mr.
I'm ridin', ridin', ridin' the city streets
the strap in the back of my black khakis
That's creased, windows down, on blast
Feelin' the breeze, smokin' and that reefer dog
I'm needin' my (ha, ha--ha, ha)
Windows down, system on blast, feelin' the
Eyes on my rearview, watch my back for the
The homi's say my back for enemies
Touch your back, the stay (?) my remedy
me dippin' through the streets
Givin' a fuck, them stoplights
it to the left, and I swing it to the right
I'm a hard switchin' lane, bumpers and all
All eyes on me whenever I'm white walls
And as soon as falls
I let hundred spokes crawl
Straight dippin' the city
my rider's and dogs
It's Mr. Criminal it down
the homi's from Bone Thugs
And hater's get flossed on
These bitches get no

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

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