Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets (Remix)

Yea, the music up a little bit
Yea, a little bit louder, there
In the name of the

Click, click, boo ya, Dub the frame in
Nigga, let the begin, as I standin'
the tall can on a campus, off the limital
Scanners penitentiary chances

wit it, off the ric wit it
Blue beenie knitted, freshly
Grind, grimey, the big body an' the big
Wit lyrics an' 'draulics hotter than the

Sellin', brubble bellin', career
Escalade, 3 braid beer
Fuck it, I thug for an' thug to eat
Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' 'cause I love the

Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya me
Let me see ya put hands up like a robbery
I solemnly to stay down an' slang the seed
I spit in the name of the

I'm roll, I'm gon' stay fly
I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up
In the of the streets
I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich
I'm gonna ball, hold my up high
In the of the streets

This the itty nigga, from the city they call LB
What you know the D O G?
I keep my wit a bag o' treats
On the streets, my nephews beat your beat an' that heat

In the Cutt an'
Me an' crippin' cousins in this industry
A y'all pretend to be
Wanna see, friends wit me an' then sleep wit the

Want some, get some, bad enough, take
Suckas poppin' off, I'm 'bout to one
Braids on, make done, don't none
An' just 'cause we talkin', you doin' C walkin'?

It's not just a dance, a way o' livin'
Now if ya C walkin', ya to see Crippin'
An' goes for kids too an' R an' B singers
Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if ya ain't a banger

I'm roll, I'm gon' stay fly
I'm gonna bust, hold my up high
In the name of the
I'm gonna roll, I'm rich ride
I'm gonna ball, hold my up high
In the name of the

I told a woman I don't love her but she to go
I told another that I want her but she to hoe
I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I 'em both
In the of the streets

This is for geniuz
Da best is my East niazz, both street niazz
This is for them DJs, coast to coast movin'
Spinnin' them turntables that bomp the

Smashous, best trap us for
An' dump a at ya's, outta the mix classes
This is for them riders, ridin' for the
Ghetto ass niazz on them big rims

Thrashin', you're back at ya, a debassa'
Got droppin' on your drastic, another hood
Dub the Heisman' singin' 'More cabbage'
A street niazz on seek an' kill status

Unlock the racked, Def Jam ya' back
is over, I want my spot back
Who's the I preceded to blow comin' at 'em
I'm in a coat an' Spacey gat 'em, you're lookin' at 'em

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' fly
I'm gonna bust, my hood up high
In the name of the
I'm gonna roll, I'm rich ride
I'm ball, hold my hood up high
In the name of the

Dub C, The Heisman'
In the name of the
Swangin' through a hood you
In the of the streets