Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Raised Me

uh huh
That shit
That shit makes me feel shit
To all my niggas and my
Yo, it, uh huh

It's kinda how I go sometimes
Know they staring, brain feels like a wheel lost out the ball bearing
Stuck, on who I can trust
But like in a bill my feelings just get crushed
But why I stick with my duns, like I stick with the guns
Don't get mad, rip your hun, on my funds
Lift heavy gats concealed by my
Never get patted down when I step in the
up, smoke the pot, confirm if it is real reefer or not
Rally up, after this get followed straight to the

Gem star, double apply pressure
'em down, blow marks right through your mecca
Wanna be a thug, now you got the look
Stick 'em up, leave medicaid, with the to push
God-Body, with a rubber black shotti
Pump one in his ass make that nigga switch
A dossage, hand delivered, without
Bring it to your door step on short notice
get sniped like, Klonker Bronckite
Show 'em how to rock right, bitches hold the mic

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

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

'Cause you better belive Noyd goin' that
when I get em, I'ma have 'em
Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at
I'm no killer, you me
But I'll be damned if I lie for my CO-D
And this Old G, scold me, and told me, coldly
You keep it up and you will be dead like homie

But I gotta redeem and get this cream by any
I never been
Nigga, my whole got dirty
From the battles, to the and bloody up shirtsleeves
Nigga you me
gangsta, it's gangsta

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

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

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

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

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

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