Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Raised Me

uh huh
That true
That shit that me feel shit
To all my and my bitches
Yo, it, uh huh

It's kinda bugged how I go
Know staring, brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing
Stuck, contemplating on who I can
But like Lleullo in a my feelings just get crushed
But thats why I stick with my duns, like I with the guns
get mad, rip your hun, concentrate on my funds
Lift heavy gats concealed by my
get patted down when I step in the place
Jiggied up, smoke the pot, if it is real reefer or not
up, after this get followed straight to the crib

Gem star, double edge pressure
Shave 'em down, marks right through your mecca
Wanna be a thug, now you got the look
Stick 'em up, leave medicaid, the real to push
God-Body, with a rubber black shotti
one in his ass make that nigga switch hobbies
A dossage, hand delivered, postage
Bring it to your door step quick on short
get sniped like, Klonker Bronckite
Show 'em how to right, when bitches hold the mic

Why'd you to raise me this way
You showed me how to survive the
But how long time can say
Whatever, you are a of me
Why'd you have to me this way
I'm surprised we today
But how who am I to say
Whatever, you are a of me

This is something you nigga
Like the theme song from Hill Blues
This is real, this is ill news
How he gone, and his moms mind struck
And now his brother ain't giving a
sister giving up the butt now, dun' don't wet that
I want you to black

'Cause you better belive goin' handle that
'Cause when I get em, I'ma 'em
out the sweeper, and spray it at them
I'm no killer, you me
But I'll be if I don't lie for my CO-D
And then this Old G, me, and told me, coldly
You keep it up and you will be dead like your

But I redeem and get this cream by any means
I never clean
Nigga, my click got dirty
From the battles, to the trials and up shirtsleeves
you heard me
It's gangsta, it's

you have to raise me this way
You me how to survive the concrete
But how only time can say
Whatever, you are a of me
Why'd you have to me this way
I'm surprised we alive
But how who am I to say
Whatever, you are a of me

Vision the canvas I a picture
Similar to Ernie's Barnes
But mines is ghetto more guns
drugs, mostly thugs
All my duns, their baby moms daughter and
Dark blocks, with streets shot the fuck out
Park benches broke, a stretched out
Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, it's
Hand ball displayed with R I P murials

Those who sling, the shadows by the building
Devils spring, em going while the snows blowing
get dipped, 50's are moked, cookies are broke
And spliced in large pieces for the fiends to
The sun sets looks beautiful the projects
What a shame, its ain't the same where we at
If you look close, you can see the chipped off
Sometimes miss when they lick off, don't get clipped off

Why'd you to raise me this way
You showed me how to survive the
But how long only can say
Whatever, you are a of me
Why'd you to raise me this way
I'm surprised we today
But how who am I to say
Whatever, you are a of me

Why'd you have to raise me way
I loved till this day
But how only time can say
Whatever, you are a of me

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