Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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 back to
The streets ya gat to that
The start hanging back in that

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

Drive with the thing close, slide the dames most
Empty clips in out, coke fiends are strung out
niggas bum out
Chicks they gun out when back streets are taped up
Bodies laying faced up, cats running ace up

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

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

The streets yo it happen at
The streets is they clapping at
The streets is where the at
The streets is where they 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 their life stole and from my life, oh
Niggas laying law down, some 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 at, posting where it's real at
Keeping concealed at, see a fo' you peel at

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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