Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with y'all
Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you touchin' a dog
Imitation fake Gucci 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 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 actin' a motherfuckin' fool

brand new from my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag everyday what ghetto niggaz do
Hustle hard, spread all the bread my crew
When we in the club they be poppin' too

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

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

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

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

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

MJ fuckin', G droppin' these bars no regards
For snitches and fake
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
When a nigga spittin', all the whinin' and bitchin'
Baby sharp, look and listen, pay to what you been missin'

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

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

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

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

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

See, it was this before me, so why am I [Incomprehensible]
If you think 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 side to the east,
(C'mon Bun B, dude, what peace?)
Fuck peace,
You some love, ask your momma or the Lord
Bitch, I'm down with pimps see, UGK be goin'

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