Luyện nghe bài hát Streets is Talking

Is he a blood? Is he a
Is he Is he this?
Did he do it? You uhh

If I you I'm brainless
Different toilet, shit and I'm sick of explainin' this
I'm waitin' on arraignment my nigga is the
Yeah I know what you fucked up ain't it?

I shoulda known and I planned to
But dog they be takin' me out of my zone like a with a handle
I sat back and it put the gats back in the closet
That's what I tied my like an Iraqi hostage

Let niggas shots at me no response
I just and pop my collar like the fons
You give a nigga a he'll take you one step beyond
try to play you twice the third time is the charm

You wanna conversate the writer of the Quran
Or old testament don't test him
I what y'all thinkin' dick, pause
future's my past I've been here before

I know when schemin' I feel when you ply
And I got vision, intuition
I know where you goin' I read your mind's system
Everybody pers-pers-pers-perspirin'

the streets is talkin' niggas is gossipin'
Bitches all in your shit what's the of it?
I to know

You see me with a bodyguard that police is watchin'
And I only use his waist to keep my in
But when shit down you know who's doin' the poppin'
And if you know guess who's doin' the droppin'

S dot y'all got him in a bad mood
Bad move that's bad
How many have I got to prove?
How many ones have you got to lose?

Before you realize that probably true
Whatever Jigga say probably do
Shit I paid my dues I the news
I came in the door for dolo blazed the

And the streets say"Jigga go back home"
You when I heard that when I was back home
I'm comfortable dog to Rome
On any Martin Luther don't part with your

Don't question if I got the heart to shoot ya
The answer is too dark for the user
And as a snot-nose said that "He got flows"
But will he be able to drop those before the close in?

'For the shots froze him and dead and gone
From the block has spoken my God
stressin' who's his baby's moms?
Who he got pregnant? Let me you ahh

streets is talkin' niggaz is gossipin'
Bitches all in your shit the cause of it?
I to know

the, streets is talkin' niggas is gossipin'
Bitches all in your what's the cause of it?
I to know

I seen my first murder in the if you must know
I lost my pops when I was twelve years old
He's probably where the liquor is takin' it's toll
But I ain't mad at you dad holla at lad

I grew up pushin' snowflake to niggas was pro-base
The stress'll take a young give him a old face
All I did was smoke joke think and
Cop they complained front row watch game

I seen niggas before me with a chance to they own script
Slip up and the story
I seen niggas go out in a blaze of glory
Before reachin' puberty a nigga truthfully

I took trips so much shit in the whip
That if the pulled us over the dog'd get sick, sniff
Smell me nigga, the real me nigga, minus the
Holla if you me nigga

The streets is not only but they talkin' now
they got me circlin' the block before I'm parkin' now
Don't get it twisted I bitchin' I'm just cautious now
Sub under the parka cartridge now

Hit his click sig up you fell at it you're
I get word to the street Bell Atlantic Express
I feel the vibes and I hear the
But fuck it I'm alive and I'm still in jumaa I know stafallah

wanna press me put my back to the wall
But pressure bust I know I spat to y'all
To know me is to love me you see me, can't be me hate
Fuck you I got guns Neo in 'Matrix'

Cross the family think Mac's like Cairo
Or soft like play doh get off like Fredo Corleone
They find you with a hole in your
I roll with niggas that'll follow you and go to your

Thought you
But nigga you fall to my
Catch you you reachin'
Clip you then I cross you then I'm

full court pressure
Like get you out of here, pull pressure
To the trigger fly in three's
You forever rest under bullshit, lies and leaves

I do
Dirt tell lies then
Look in my
it's beans

Niggas wanna the team
Till I play coach and straight up divide they team
Trade they man for some pies and a couple of
Till the ahh motherfuckers yeah