Luyện nghe bài hát Streets on Beats

Yeppa homeboys
That's the nigga
it down for the nina eight
We givin' prop, what we did week
So don't trip, if we forgot click

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

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

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

Stick & move, lics, sweep 'em left to right
Act a fool when I one two the mic
Come with the pimp in the smoke-ray lac
I jump in this shit and there's no way
Creep the seven seven convertible
My cadillac got a 3-foot verticle jump in the
Bump in the trunk, weed turn to smoke, skunk in my
I'm the homeboy, I'm a fool with no patience
Got a dopehouse in locations
Professional, but don't test my
On the pedestal I'm colder than an
Gotta have it, panic with an automatic
And leaving myself, no one else saw my
Gifted child, in the wicked wild
Put the on beats, who trippin' now?

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

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

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

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

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