Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

The streets yo it happen at
The is where they clapping at
The streets is the action at
The streets is they packing at

The streets is where cracking at
The streets it back to that
The streets ya gat to that
The streets hanging back in that

My niggas where they bust at
Die where bust at, my murderous guys
Slinging them pies they lust at
Or corners they hang most
Name boast and toast

Drive with the thing close, slide where the most
Empty in them out, coke fiends are strung out
niggas bum out
Chicks holdin' they gun out when back are taped up
Bodies laying up, cats running with ace up

The spots get 'em paced up, the street are broke now
Mad bitches to bone now, niggas peep your home out
And when they zoned out, thugs bringing the street war
Bust shots let the roar, taking trips to be more

With bricks to fiend off, the towns where they spray shit
Bust rounds and lay shit, selling a great shit
And get there face lift, spots where gats pop off
Shots clear the block off, slugs knock block off
And have you licking hot

The yo where it happen at
The streets is where they at
The streets is where the at
The streets is where packing at

The streets is it's cracking at
The bringing it back to that
The streets banging ya gat to
The streets start back in that

On the corners where the dice roll and clubs where the ice
Dames get life stole and bleed from my life, oh
Niggas laying they law down, draw with a four pound
P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying ho's
(The streets)

Blocks where they lick and rock what the fifth got
cop the six drop from brick box and zip locks
Towns where niggas kill at, posting it's real at
Keeping concealed at, see a fo' you peel at

Strip you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
Fronting and your off, all your jewels get stripped off
Sidewalks they creep up, get locked up with a street bop
Kids running with up, lifting both of your feet's up

Niggas they let their guns loose, they wild guns
Gather up under the chin, blow a niggas shit through the sun
Decide they pack nines, the chrome glass shines
You try to clap mine, you outta niggas get flat lined

The streets yo where it at
The is where they clapping at
The is where the action at
The streets is where packing at

The streets is it's cracking at
The streets bringing it to that
The streets ya gat to that
The streets hanging back in that

Now get your crew laced, for rocks and a blue face
Niggas giving they screw face, for the and the suitcase
Spots that blood on and dealers clock a 'mil on
Murderers get their on, mad cats are still on

turning to combat, for life so they punk at
Little they harm that, put bombs where your mom's at
Niggas tied up and kidnapped and smacked up with big
Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em where they live at
(The streets)

for red beams, blood flowing in red streets
Mad fellas with breast screams, running the FED team
Little shorties are knocked up, straight giving their up
Juveniles to pee now with they ox up

Crack blocks and weed spots the fiends in the spots
rollin' in three drops, others ain't gotta beep bop
Bitches get their hoe on smoke dope on and so on
Spotted nigga with glow on with dick they could on

The streets yo where it at
The streets is where clapping at
The is where the action at
The streets is they packing at

The streets is it's cracking at
The streets bringing it back to
The banging ya gat to that
The streets start back in that

The streets yo it happen at
The is where they clapping at
The streets is where the at
The is where they packing at

The streets is where it's at
The bringing it back to that
The streets banging ya gat to
The streets start back in that

Don G Rap, G and Carter, BGF, Igloo
No doubt we through, ya know how we do?
Keep it moving, ya realize
don't, slugs do it for us
Niggas playing no games
Y'all know the routine, know the drill