Luyện nghe bài hát Streets

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

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

I'm just 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 but crumbs
We're nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, nothin' but crumbs
See the thug, thuggish ruggish, give me some bud
I'm out on the way to go get me love
Stuck in the part I put up the cup, don't
about the slopes, tryin' a get dangerous
We're nothin' but crumbs, they gave me the
And heavenly Father all over son
The people are of ya, never be found
But what was it for, tellin' my people to to the guns
And what did the fools see who really be ridin'
Look at the war and it come
I'm the beginning and the ending, what are we
your paper, gospel gangstas walkin' in churches
Don't search us, they to escape though
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 finesse, so Bizzy the Kid
The best...let me get this, that we depressed

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

And how many times we our rest, so why do they cuss
My lips are (?), the Lord know's I'm not
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 city in a black benz lexus
we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the piece
I'm just 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 just slidin'
my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me

I'm a to the fullest, make 'em do it
Make 'em pull it, fill torso's up with bullets
Nigga this the true shit, and it with a new kid
Who goes there, I, we to slam them dog's
Now we 'em up high, lamborhgini dog's to the sky
My nigga, I be flossin' on a dog, I shy my nigga
No wonder why nigga, I'm a hard workin'
Keep my grammy on a mantle, puttin' it in a source
If rap was a bitch want a divorce
And if rap was a study, you would you a course
I'm a rap 'til my voice gone, probably I lose it
But y'all can't do it, my music
Listen 'til they cruisin', haters be
They want to listen to it
But they gotta be with it
Get bucked knuckler, act a with it
It's rider season, and really ain't no to it
Nice and gettin' through it
I'm the ace, realest since Pac want to take my place

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

I'm just 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...

[Mr.
I'm just ridin', ridin', ridin' the streets
the strap in the back of my black khakis
That's creased, down, system 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, my back for the police
The say watch my back for enemies
Touch back, the hennesey stay (?) my remedy
Catch me dippin' the streets
Givin' a fuck, them stoplights
Swerve it to the left, and I swing it to the
I'm a hard lane, scrapin' bumpers and all
All eyes on me whenever I'm white walls
And as soon as falls
I let them hundred crawl
Straight through the city
my rider's and dogs
It's Mr. Criminal puttin' it
the homi's from Bone Thugs
And these hater's get on
These get no love

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

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

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