Luyện nghe bài hát Streets on Beats

Yeppa homeboys
That's the low-g
Puttin' it for the nina eight
We givin' prop, we did this week
So trip, if we forgot your click

I move a hundred pounds in my hustle
around fuck 'em down with my underground
Puffin' pow-wow in my t.p.
But my hina' hollerin' me
Prime time like on the high mimes
Hellafied rhymes, huh, you rewind twenty-five
Another puttin' down the truth,
You can't with the riddla' on the roof
Mista', go get her, the mo' better
If she wanna go, the ho, let her
The wanderer, wood hustler,
Turn back on your gail and i, uh, straight clown in my h-town
Is you hoes ready for the take down?
down, stay ground, my niggas don't play round, pop pop,
Make whole click catch the greyhound

Geto boys, p, dj screw, kid frost, mobb deep,
Ese fools, ice-t, fat pat, enemy,
We, put the on beats

Makaveli, rakim, hillwood hustlers, hated,
Too $hort, bone thugs, pound, nas, the fugees,
We, put the streets on

Stick & move, hittin' lics, sweep 'em to right
Act a fool I one two check the mic
Come trip with the pimp in the lac
I in this shit and there's no way back
Creep the seven seven convertible
My cadillac got a verticle jump in the front
in the trunk, weed turn to smoke, skunk in my blunt
I'm the cool homeboy, I'm a fool no patience
Got a dopehouse in locations
Professional, but test my testicles
On the pedestal I'm colder an eskimo
Gotta have it, causing with an automatic
And myself, no one else saw my magic
Gifted child, raised in the wicked
Put the street on beats, who now?

Run dmc, krs-one, mass 187, 1,
Herschelwood hardheadz, g,
We, put the streets on

Dj quik, big fifty snipe, rage,
20-2-life, n.w.a., kim, rasheed,
We, put the streets on

I be the actual, factual, rap supernatural, blowin' up
understandable, not to mention
What I'm stressin' leave you guessin'
sell itself, saw my cd steady pressin'
It can't see me, I flow so freely, you motherfuckers more slimier than
Jus' to pee-wee, son you too much tv, I'm on cd
See mo' than tweety!
On the underground nation, foundation
The biggest problem h-town's facin'
Did a lot of wrong, but mom, stay calm, cause now I drop on cd-roms
Your get pimpslapped, you kickin' bubblegum
Only real niggas know where I'm comin' from, under
Run up on houston, and bow to the styles I am usin'

Trinity garden, e.s.g., street military, bam,
K-rino, blank, klondike, botany,
We, put the on beats

cricket troublemaker, a.c. chill,
Biggie smalls, outkast, cypress
Lighter of brown, malascho, w.c.,
We, put the on beats