Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

My ride where they bust at
Die where they bust at, my murderous
them pies where they lust at
Or where they hang most
boast and bank toast

Drive with the thing close, slide the dames most
Empty clips in them out, fiends are strung out
Broke bum out
Chicks holdin' they gun out when back are taped up
Bodies faced up, cats running with ace up

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

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

The streets yo where it at
The is where they 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 streets banging ya gat to
The streets start hanging in that

On the corners where the dice roll and clubs the ice glow
Dames get their stole and bleed from my life, oh
Niggas laying they law down, some with a four pound
P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying down
(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 where real at
Keeping concealed at, see a fo' you peel at

Strip where you get ripped off, hot lead get off
Fronting and clicks off, all your jewels get stripped off
Sidewalks where they creep up, get locked up with a bop
Kids running with heats up, lifting both of your up

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

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

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

Now chickens'll get your laced, for rocks and a blue face
Niggas giving they screw face, for the loot and the
that blood spills on and dealers clock a 'mil on
Murderers get their kill on, mad cats are on

turning to combat, for life so they punk at
Little kids they harm that, put bombs your mom's at
Niggas tied up and kidnapped and up with big gats
Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em right where they 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 crouch up
Juveniles to pee now with they ox up

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

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

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

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

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

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