Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

The yo where it happen 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 it back to that
The banging ya gat to that
The streets hanging back in that

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the corners where the roll and clubs where the ice glow
Dames get their life 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 shots and rock the fifth got
Kids cop the six from brick box and zip locks
Towns where kill at, posting where it's real at
gats concealed at, see a fo' you peel at

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

Niggas they let their guns loose, they wild guns
Gather up under the chin, 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 where clapping at
The streets is the action at
The is where they packing at

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

Now chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a face
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 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 right where they at
(The streets)

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

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

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

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

The yo where it happen 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 hanging back in that

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
know the routine, y'all know the drill