Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Oakland

[Ant
Yeah, to the break of dawn, you Let's do this

Niggas in Oakland all day
Be pimping these hoes dusk til dawn
Making cash fast and you know it's on
Hanging on the of Oakland

All we do is smoke that
And drink on the ave til we get keyed
And a little bit of head is all we
Hanging on the of Oakland

Banks]
Welcome to the danger zone, where the don't play that
Every man for self, the rule is to strapped
Cause rat packers try to jack ass
From the jealousy that's built in the when you stack cash
And they'll blast, hoping can get get it
Punk, so if you got it, you to get with it
Or quit it, cause niggas be flipping dope and
Your friends get you if you're slipping in Oakland
Yeah, so play no punk-ass nigga close
Cause mash on your cash and get ghost
And don't say Ant Banks warn ya
the loced-ass gangstas killing in California
That's where I'm from, nigga, in my G-ride
Hey, you gonna see me slide I'm on the Eastside
all my fucking gitnotes
Making sure my gat straight smitnokes, smobbing with my
That's all we doing is the town is bitches clowning
back getting high lounging
It doesn't matter what you do, yo chilling with your crew
You're on a brew, you're pimping bitches too
And the shit don't me if that's how it's gotta be
Then macking these should be equality
See, the game goes deep when you're
Hanging on the of Oakland

Nighttime falls and everybody's
No punks around so funks
But the back and everybody's flossing
In they ride trying to and all the freaks are tossing
And brother with bump, of funk is knocking
Candy paint on they ride keeps the jocking
Knowing a balling-ass nigga everybody hates
Rolling in the town with a straight dropping weight
Blowing up like
weed, yey, angel dust, hop, and China white
Fuck it, you're making duckets, never buckets
Playing punk like puppets
Yo, but there's a lot of fake macks
Playa hating on homies trying to dry cat
To look good for the hoes, man these niggas ain't
Boy, you get that ass in Oakland

[Boots -
Aw yeah, The is up in here, and we be talking about the
real. Motherfuckas that we know, that they know, that we
the deal. Now the originality of our principality is that
we don't play the pimp. But the of our locality, and
learn this gradually, is that motherfuckas do this shit
to pay their rent. But here's a hint: how we gonna get it
when we bent? Shit, see I ain't had shit but my stripes
and my game and my life, and all them's hand downs from my
grandaddy. Yeah, I'm living large kidding Ant Banks, but I'm
still hustling food stamps for my apple red Caddy. Alright...