Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off brand niggaz, we fuckin' with y'all
Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you 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, 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 start like a motherfuckin' fool

Clothes brand new from my T-shirt to my
Pop a tag everyday that's ghetto niggaz do
hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the they be poppin' 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 full of
When my hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone, nigga

Street niggaz, your guns, hit the traps
your bread 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 guns, hit the traps
Spend bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like
Street niggaz, push it all hard or
weed, whatever 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
sundown to sunup I keep it with me
And I end up be unloadin' on y'all y'all hit me

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

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

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

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

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

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

What can I say about streets that I be walkin'?
Not too much 'cuz where I niggaz ain't motherfuckin' talkin'
We'd listen and watch, tryin' to flex and guard
Their clothes and Baume and watches

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

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

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

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