Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

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

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

Street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
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 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 just a 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 on y'all when y'all hit me

It's a shame that you niggaz come from it
But can't walk through it, 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' bars with no regards
For snitches and broads
You ain't hard from steroids, nigga, you big
I remember them bullets was takin' your lunch card

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

It's the niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on 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
Street niggaz, push it all or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

Yeah, c'mon, street niggaz, street
We on leathers 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 all good
(The is watchin')
niggaz, street niggaz
We plenty bread and we reppin' our hood

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

They gave my on, I paid the cost to be the boss
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 stop that

See, it was like this me, so why am I [Incomprehensible]
If you think time to change, nigga, show me
you don't know me, it's 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 want some love, ask your momma or the
Bitch, I'm with pimps see, UGK be goin' harder

street niggaz, keep your 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

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