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

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

Gem star, double apply pressure
Shave 'em down, blow right through your mecca
be a thug, now you got the thug look
Stick 'em up, leave medicaid, with the real to
God-Body, with a grip black shotti
Pump one in his ass make that nigga hobbies
A dossage, delivered, without postage
Bring it to your door step quick on short
Niggas get sniped like, Klonker
Show 'em how to rock right, when bitches the mic

Why'd you have to 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 have to me this way
I'm we alive 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
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 giving up the butt now, dun' wet that
I want you to black

'Cause you better belive Noyd goin' handle
'Cause I get em, I'ma have 'em
Pull out the sweeper, and 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, me, and told me, coldly
You it up and you will be dead like your homie

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 bloody up
you heard me
It's gangsta, it's

Why'd you to raise me this way
You showed me how to the concrete
But how only time can say
Whatever, you are a of me
Why'd you have to raise me way
I'm surprised we alive
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, mostly
All my duns, their baby daughter and sons
Dark blocks, with streets shot the fuck out
benches broke, a nigga stretched out
Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, real
Hand ball walls with R I P murials

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

you have to raise 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 to raise me this way
I'm we alive today
But how who am I to say
Whatever, you are a of me

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

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