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 from dusk til
Making real fast and you know it's on
on the streets of Oakland

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

Banks]
Welcome to the danger zone, where the niggas don't play
Every man for self, the rule is to stay
Cause rat try to jack that ass
the jealousy that's built in the streets 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 over and
Your friends might get you if you're in Oakland
Yeah, so don't play no punk-ass nigga
Cause they'll mash on your and get ghost
And don't say Ant Banks warn ya
About the gangstas killing in California
That's I'm from, nigga, rolling in my G-ride
Hey, you see me slide when I'm on the Eastside
Making all my gitnotes
Making sure my gat straight smitnokes, smobbing my fitnokes
That's all we doing is the town is seeing clowning
Kicking back high lounging
It really doesn't matter what you do, yo chilling with crew
sipping on a brew, you're pimping bitches too
And the shit don't bother me if that's how gotta be
macking these hoes should be equality
See, the game goes deep when rolling
Hanging on the streets of

Nighttime and everybody's perking
No punks so funks occurring
But the back and everybody's flossing
In ride trying to side and all the freaks are tossing
And with bump, trunk of funk is knocking
Candy on they ride keeps the bitches jocking
Knowing you's a balling-ass 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
punk bitches like puppets
Yo, but a lot of fake 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 about the
real. Motherfuckas know that we know, that know, that we
know the deal. Now the of our principality is that
we play the pimp. But the reality of our locality, and
you'll learn this gradually, is motherfuckas do this shit
to pay their rent. But here's a hint: how we get it straight
when we bent? Shit, see I ain't had shit but my stripes
and my and my life, and all them's just hand downs from my
grandaddy. Yeah, I'm large kidding with Ant Banks, but I'm
still hustling food stamps for my apple red Caddy. Alright...