Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

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

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

Drive with the thing close, slide where the 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 street lamps are now
Mad bitches to bone now, when niggas your home out
And flip when they out, thugs bringing the street war
Bust shots let the roar, taking trips to be more

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

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

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

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

Blocks where they lick shots and rock the fifth got
Kids cop the six drop 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 you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
Fronting and your off, all your jewels get stripped off
Sidewalks where they up, get locked up with a street bop
Kids with heats up, lifting both of your feet's up

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

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

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

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

Beef turning to combat, for so they punk at
Little kids they harm that, put bombs where your at
Niggas tied up and kidnapped and smacked up 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 with breast screams, running from the FED
shorties are knocked up, straight giving their crouch up
Juveniles decide to pee now they ox up

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

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

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

The streets yo where it at
The streets is where clapping at
The streets is the action 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 hanging back in that

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