Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Raised Me

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

It's bugged how I go sometimes
Know they staring, brain feels like a lost with out the ball bearing
Stuck, on who I can trust
But Lleullo in a bill my feelings just get crushed
But thats why I stick with my duns, like I stick with the
get mad, rip your hun, concentrate on my funds
Lift gats concealed by my waist
Never get patted down I step in the place
Jiggied up, smoke the pot, confirm if it is reefer or not
Rally up, after this get followed to the crib

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

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

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

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

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

Why'd you have to me this way
You me how to survive the concrete
But how long only 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 paint a
Similar to Ernie's nigga
But is more ghetto more guns
drugs, mostly thugs
All my duns, their baby moms daughter and
Dark blocks, with streets lamps shot the out
benches broke, a nigga stretched out
Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, real
Hand ball walls displayed with R I P

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 over the
What a shame, its ain't the same we stand at
If you close, you can see the bricks chipped off
Sometimes niggas miss when lick off, don't get clipped off

Why'd you have to raise me way
You me how to survive the concrete
But how long only 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

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

It's