Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

My ride where they bust at
Die they bust at, my murderous guys
Slinging them pies where they at
Or corners where they hang
boast and bank toast

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

The spots get 'em paced up, the street are broke now
Mad to bone now, when niggas peep your home out
And flip when they zoned out, thugs bringing the 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 gats pop off
Shots clear the block off, slugs knock block off
And have you hot sauce

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 face, for the loot and the suitcase
Spots that blood on and dealers clock a 'mil on
Murderers get their kill on, mad are still on

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

Running for red beams, flowing in red streets
Mad fellas breast screams, running from 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 in three drops, others ain't gotta beep bop
Bitches get their hoe on smoke dope on and so on
Spotted nigga glow on with dick they could blow on

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

The streets yo where it at
The streets is where they 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 start hanging back in that

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