Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

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

We crunk and it hype and everybody know it's on
When my work 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 watch how quick that shit be gone, nigga

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

I'm just a street nigga, I keep my heat 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 that you niggaz come from it
But can't walk it, what 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' these bars no regards
For snitches and broads
You hard from steroids, nigga, you big fraud
I remember them bullets was takin' your lunch card

I'm a real politician
And I gotta 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 what you missin'

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

Street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
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 and we reppin' our hood
(The is watchin')

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

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

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

See, it was this before me, so why am I [Incomprehensible]
If you think it's to change, nigga, show me
Obviously you don't know me, it's time that you
Niggaz try to hold 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?)
Fuck peace,
You want some love, ask momma or the Lord
Bitch, I'm down with pimps see, UGK be goin'

street niggaz, keep 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

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