Luyện nghe bài hát Streets

Just, just, just...
ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city in a black benz lexus
ridin', ridin'...
I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't 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 just slidin',
Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me

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

We're nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, nothin' but crumbs
nothin' but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but crumbs
See it's the thug, ruggish, give me some bud
I'm out on the way to go get me some
Stuck in the part where I put up the cup,
What about the slopes, a get dangerous
We're nothin' but crumbs, they me the tomb
And heavenly Father all over son
The are part of ya, never be found
But what was it for, tellin' my people to to the guns
And what did the finally see who really be ridin'
Look at the war and it come
I'm the and the ending, what are we spending
Watch your paper, gospel gangstas in churches
search us, they tyrin' to escape though
Monotony and a monopoly, get ready to put us a chair
Rott there, get in the car, Day's of our Lives oh
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 know's I'm not

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

I'm feelin' you, you me, ain't nobody jealous man

Just, just, just...
ridin', ridin'...
Ridin' the city 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 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 you, you feelin' me

I'm a to the fullest, make 'em do it
Make 'em pull it, fill your up with bullets
Nigga this the true shit, and it sit's 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 workin' horse
Keep my grammy on a mantle, fuck 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, duplicate my
Listen 'til they cruisin', haters be
They want 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 smooth through it
I'm the ace, realest rapper Pac want to take my place

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

I'm just ridin',
the city streets in a black benz lexus
Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the
I'm just 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
creased, windows down, system on blast
Feelin' the breeze, and chokin' that reefer dog
I'm my trees (ha, ha--ha, ha)
down, system on blast, feelin' the breeze
Eyes on my rearview, watch my for the police
The homi's say watch my back for
Touch back, the hennesey stay (?) my remedy
me dippin' through the streets
Givin' a fuck, runnin' them
it to the left, and I swing it to the right
I'm a hard lane, scrapin' bumpers and all
All eyes on me whenever I'm rotatin' white
And as soon as night
I let them hundred crawl
Straight through the city
With my and dogs
It's Mr. Criminal puttin' it
the homi's from Bone Thugs
And hater's get flossed on
bitches get no love

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

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