Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off brand niggaz, we ain't fuckin' y'all
Catch up with ya 'cuz you ain't touchin' a dog
Imitation like Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin'
like 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, make them choose
Nine out of ten, the bitches bad news
Hit the dick and start actin' like a fool

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

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

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

I'm just a street nigga, I keep my heat under the
If a bum run up he got his gun up
From sundown to I keep it with me
And I end up be unloadin' on 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
I didn't have no wheels to go get it

MJ fuckin', G these bars with no regards
For and fake broads
You ain't hard steroids, nigga, you big fraud
I remember when them bullets was your lunch card

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

It's the street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
Spend your bread on rims and ice, 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, it all hard or ball
weed, whatever 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 plenty bread and we reppin' our hood
(The is watchin')

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

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

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

See, it was like this 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, 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 momma or the Lord
Bitch, I'm with pimps see, UGK be goin' harder

[Incomprehensible] street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the
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

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