Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Oakland

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

Niggas in all day long
Be pimping these hoes from til dawn
Making cash real fast and you know on
Hanging on the streets of

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

[Ant
to the danger zone, where the niggas don't play that
Every man for self, the is to stay strapped
Cause rat packers try to jack ass
From the jealousy that's in the streets when you stack cash
And they'll blast, they can get get it
Punk, so if you got it, you best to get it
Or quit it, cause be flipping over dope and
Your friends might get you if you're slipping in
Yeah, so play no punk-ass nigga close
Cause they'll on your cash and get ghost
And don't say Ant didn't warn ya
the loced-ass gangstas killing in California
That's where I'm from, nigga, rolling in my
Hey, you gonna see me slide I'm on the Eastside
all my fucking gitnotes
Making sure my gat smitnokes, smobbing with my fitnokes
That's all we doing is the town is seeing clowning
Kicking back high lounging
It really doesn't what you do, yo chilling with your crew
You're sipping on a brew, you're bitches too
And the shit don't bother me if that's how gotta be
Then macking these hoes should be
See, the game deep when you're rolling
on the streets of Oakland

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

[Boots -
Aw yeah, The Coup is up in here, and we be talking the
real. Motherfuckas know that we know, that know, that we
know the deal. Now the originality of our is that
we don't play the pimp. But the of our locality, and
you'll learn this gradually, is that motherfuckas do shit
to pay their rent. But here's a hint: how we get it straight
when we bent? Shit, see I ain't never had but my stripes
and my game and my life, and all just hand downs from my
grandaddy. Yeah, I'm living large kidding Ant Banks, but I'm
still hustling food for my candy apple red Caddy. Alright...