Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

Clothes brand new my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag everyday what ghetto niggaz do
hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be bottles too

We crunk and keep it and everybody 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 of zones
When my work hits the street watch how quick shit be gone, nigga

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

Street niggaz, your guns, hit the traps
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

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

It's a grand shame that you niggaz from it
But walk through it, what is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets, nigga, my feet to hit it
When I have no wheels to go get it

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

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

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

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

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

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

What can I say about these streets I be walkin'?
Not too much 'cuz where I from niggaz ain't talkin'
We'd rather listen and watch, tryin' to flex and
Their clothes and Baume and Mercier[Incomprehensible]

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

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 know me, time that you learned
Niggaz that try to me on my grind, they get burned

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

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

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