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 where packing at

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

My ride where they bust at
Die where they bust at, my guys
Slinging pies where they lust at
Or corners they hang most
Name boast and bank

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

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

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

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

The streets is it's cracking at
The streets 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 the ice glow
Dames get their life stole and from my life, oh
Niggas they law down, some draw with a four pound
P J's are tore down, thoughts of ho's down
(The streets)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The is where it's cracking at
The streets bringing it back to
The streets banging ya gat to
The streets hanging 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
know the routine, y'all know the drill