Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas they let their guns loose, they wild loose
Gather up under the chin, blow a niggas shit the sun roof
Decide where they 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 is where it's cracking at
The streets it back to that
The banging ya gat to that
The streets start back in that

Now chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a face
giving they screw face, for the loot and the suitcase
Spots that 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 kids harm that, put bombs where your mom's at
Niggas 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 flowing in red
Mad fellas with breast screams, running the FED team
Little shorties are knocked up, straight giving crouch up
decide to pee now with they ox up

Crack blocks and spots the fiends in the deep spots
Some rollin' in three drops, others ain't beep bop
that get their hoe on smoke dope on and so on
Spotted nigga 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 is where they packing at

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

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

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

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