Luyện nghe bài hát Streets is Talking

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

If I shoot you I'm
Different toilet, same and I'm sick of explainin' this
I'm waitin' on my nigga is the plantiff
I know what you thinkin' fucked up ain't it?

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

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

You conversate with the writer of the Quran
Or old testament don't test him
I what 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 mind's navigational
whisperin' pers-pers-pers-perspirin'

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

You see me with a bodyguard means police is watchin'
And I use his waist to keep my glock in
But when shit goes down you know doin' the poppin'
And if you don't know guess doin' the droppin'

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

Before you realize that it's probably
Whatever say Jigga probably do
Shit I paid my dues I made the
I came in the door for blazed the crews

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

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

'For the shots froze him and he's dead and
From what the 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 what's the of it?
I to know

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

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

I grew up pushin' snowflake to niggas that was
The stress'll take a young nigga give him a old
All I did was smoke think and drink
Cop came they front row watch game

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

I took trips with so much shit in the
That if the cops us over the dog'd get sick, sniff
me nigga, the real me nigga, minus the rumors
Holla if you feel me

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

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

Niggas wanna press me put my back to the
But pressure pipes I know I spat to y'all
To know me is to love me you see me, be me hate this
Fuck you I got like 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 dome
I roll with niggas that'll follow you and go to home

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

Apply full pressure
Like four-four get you out of here, pull
To the bullets fly in three's
You forever rest bullshit, dirt lies and leaves

I do
Dirt tell then leave
in my eyes
Realize beans

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