Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with 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 fine I'm not cute, they just know I got loot
Grippin' wood, good, '24s make them choose
Nine out of ten, the bitches bad news
Hit the dick and start actin' a motherfuckin' fool

Clothes new from my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag that's what ghetto niggaz do
hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be bottles 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 like I'm quick enough but catch 'em of zones
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone,

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

It's a grand shame that you come from it
But can't walk through it, what is it? I thought you 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' bars with no regards
For snitches and fake
You hard from steroids, nigga, you big fraud
I remember when them bullets was takin' your lunch

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

It's the street niggaz, your guns, hit the traps
Spend 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

Street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
Spend 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

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

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

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

gave my gloss on, I paid the cost to be the boss
On these where ballin' niggaz floss on
Haters get tossed on, 5-0 get
And out of towners get robbed and drop
nobody gonna 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 me, it's time that you learned
Niggaz that try to hold me on my grind, get burned

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

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