Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Oakland

[Ant
Yeah, to the break of dawn, you know? do this

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

All we do is smoke that
And drink on the ave til we get keyed
And a little bit of 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 built in the when you stack cash
And they'll blast, hoping can get get it
Punk, so if you got it, you best to get it
Or it, cause niggas be flipping over dope and
friends might get you if you're slipping in Oakland
Yeah, so don't play no punk-ass nigga
Cause they'll mash on cash and get ghost
And say Ant Banks didn't warn ya
About the loced-ass gangstas in California
That's I'm from, nigga, rolling in my G-ride
Hey, you gonna see me when I'm on the Eastside
Making all my gitnotes
Making my gat straight smitnokes, smobbing with my fitnokes
all we doing is the town is seeing bitches clowning
Kicking getting high lounging
It really doesn't matter what you do, yo chilling your crew
You're sipping on a brew, you're bitches too
And the shit bother me if that's how it's gotta be
Then macking these hoes should be
See, the game goes deep when you're
Hanging on the streets of

Nighttime and everybody's perking
No punks around so funks
But the sideshow's and everybody's flossing
In they ride to side and all the freaks are tossing
And with bump, trunk of funk is knocking
Candy paint on they ride the bitches jocking
Knowing you's a balling-ass nigga hates
Rolling in the town a pound straight dropping weight
Blowing up dynamite
Selling weed, yey, dust, hop, and China white
it, you're making duckets, never riding buckets
Playing punk bitches puppets
Yo, but there's a lot of fake counterfeit
Playa hating on they homies to dry cat
To look good for the hoes, man these niggas 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, they know, that we
the deal. Now the originality of our principality is that
we play the pimp. But the reality of our locality, and
you'll learn this gradually, is that motherfuckas do shit
to pay their rent. But here's a how we gonna get it straight
when we bent? Shit, see I ain't never had 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 for my candy apple red Caddy. Alright...