Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off brand niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with
Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you ain't a dog
Imitation fake Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin'
Nigga like me hit the room and all the bitches be

I'm not fine I'm not cute, just know I got some loot
Grippin' wood, lookin' good, '24s them choose
Nine out of ten, the bitches bad news
Hit the dick and start like a motherfuckin' fool

Clothes brand new my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag everyday that's what ghetto do
hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the they be poppin' bottles too

We crunk and keep it hype and know it's on
When my hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone
I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em full of
When my work hits the street watch how quick shit be gone, nigga

niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them like
Street niggaz, it all hard or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like
niggaz, push it all hard or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

I'm a street nigga, I keep my heat under the seat
If a bum run up he got his gun up
From sundown to sunup I keep it me
And I end up be on y'all when y'all hit me

It's a grand shame you niggaz come from it
But can't walk through it, is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets, nigga, my feet to hit it
When I didn't have no to go get it

MJ fuckin', G droppin' bars with no regards
For and fake broads
You ain't hard from steroids, nigga, you big
I remember when them bullets was takin' lunch card

I'm a ghetto politician
And I gotta give in to motherfuckers who willin' to try to vision
When a spittin', quit all the whinin' and bitchin'
Baby sharp, and listen, pay attention to what you been missin'

It's the niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches
Street niggaz, push it all hard or
weed, whatever you need, man, we got it all

Street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them like
Street niggaz, push it all hard or
weed, whatever you need, man, we got it all

Yeah, c'mon, street niggaz, street
We sittin' on leathers and we grippin' on
(The is watchin')
C'mon, yeah, we makin' plenty bread and we reppin' our
(The is watchin')

Yeah, c'mon, money over bitches, man, it still all
(The is watchin')
Street niggaz, street
We makin' plenty bread and we our hood

What can I say these streets that I be walkin'?
Not too 'cuz where I from niggaz ain't motherfuckin' talkin'
rather listen and watch, tryin' to flex and guard
Their and Baume and Mercier[Incomprehensible] watches

gave my gloss on, I paid the cost to be the boss
On these corners ballin' niggaz floss on
get tossed on, 5-0 get [Incomprehensible]
And out of towners get robbed and drop
Can't nobody gonna stop

See, it was like before me, so why am I [Incomprehensible]
If you it's time to change, nigga, show me
Obviously you don't me, it's time that you learned
Niggaz try to hold me on my grind, they get burned

I'm from P.A., man, west side to the east, fool
(C'mon Bun B, dude, what peace?)
Fuck peace,
You want love, ask your momma or the Lord
Bitch, I'm down pimps see, UGK be goin' harder

[Incomprehensible] street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like
Street niggaz, push it all or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

Street niggaz, keep guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever bitches like
niggaz, push it all hard or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all