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 on arraignment my nigga is the plantiff
Yeah I know you thinkin' fucked up ain't it?

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

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

You conversate with the writer of the Quran
Or old don't test him then
I know y'all thinkin' dick, pause
Your future's my past I've here before

I know you're schemin' I feel when you ply
And I got mental vision,
I know where you goin' I read your navigational system
whisperin' pers-pers-pers-perspirin'

When the is talkin' niggas is gossipin'
Bitches all in your what's the cause of it?
I need to

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 don't guess who's doin' the droppin'

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

Before you that it's probably true
Whatever say Jigga probably do
Shit I paid my I made the news
I came in the door for dolo the crews

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

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

'For the froze him and he's dead and gone
From what the has spoken my God
Everybody stressin' who's his moms?
Who he got Let me tell you ahh

Nigga is talkin' niggaz is gossipin'
Bitches all in your shit what's the of it?
I need to

When the, streets is talkin' niggas is
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 eleven twelve old
He's probably where the liquor is takin' it's toll
But I ain't mad at you dad at your lad

I grew up pushin' to niggas that was pro-base
The stress'll take a nigga give him a old face
All I did was smoke think and drink
Cop came complained front row watch game

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

I took trips with so shit in the whip
That if the cops 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 watchin' but talkin' now
Shit they got me the block before I'm parkin' now
Don't get it twisted I ain't bitchin' I'm cautious now
Sub under the extra cartridge now

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

Niggas press me put my back to the wall
But pressure bust pipes I I spat to y'all
To know me is to love me you see me, be me hate this
you I got guns like Neo in 'Matrix'

Cross the family think sweet like Cairo
Or soft like play doh get knocked off like Corleone
find you with a hole in your dome
I roll with niggas follow you and go to your home

you ball
But nigga you to my defense
you while you reachin'
Clip you then I you then I'm leavin

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

I do
Dirt lies then leave
in my eyes
Realize beans

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