Luyện nghe bài hát Word on the Street

Smooth getaway,
One on my ass
(Getaway)
'Bout to make this hundred yard
the cash

I'm fleein' the scene on the major decon
Power steerin', lost the in the Jeep spin
in the seat, high pursuit by the precinct
My turned stake and let the beast in

They my old Earth lab, grabbed 50 g's cash
In the stash and let the splash
Sun dash down the escape past the weed gate
The gate, thought it was a sting, popped the tre' 8

givin' chase, now the dread's my 'space
I was creepin' down the staircase, we met face to
In the lobby, cold stares, show no
We out for now, but next time we go there

'Cuz po's here, turned down the walkie talkie
I thought I heard one the other that he caught me
Damn, they got my man, he shit
Bitch nigga that I rolled with told

I layed low, 007 I get dark
He told where my wiz lives and where the whip's
Got my address off the license
That eliminates, headin' to my next restin'

Uncertain, my wiz peaked from behind the
It seen the high beam from the lurkin'
The speed chase, got my swervin'
I needed a diversion, in the side of a suburban
In the mirror, I'm at the eyes of the lord

Couldn't jump out, fucked up the driver side
Called China, meet me in a half with the
No time to talk, I'll fill you in I find ya
Stopped at a neighborhood diner, me some attire
And swore to hold me under fire

The word on the street, they can't my rap sheets
I creap swift, tryin' to slip all heat
The word on the street, this thing's way beyond
Promise me you'll keep ya mouth close and leak

The on the street, the evidence's concrete
My cold thief got set free
The on the street, the photograph
Let the beast splash through the projects, the last you

You bein' watched you new on the block from roof tops
Get moves on these hot shots, pop, music stops
over, bold soldier move for his holster
Shot the lights out, struck the in his shoulder

Hard times for po-9, can't control the mass'
For backstage, we sling V.I.P. passes
Jakes mace, riots takin' place
When the Clan show they face, the fans show place

Get your rolled, fuck the 5-0, they want it dun' know
Bitches get tripped over, niggaz wildin' the row
Fire marshall catch a beat down, tryin' to cut my
Radio dispatcher, back-up, bustin'

intermission from a crowd's position
Bullets ricochet off the lights, strikin' Christians
My nigga slipped in, 'nuff
To bust back, fuck that, them out of town cats take the rap

It's war on the dance floor, to 4
Before we peeled off, they to seal off the back door
Gats for the beast, high pursuit the side streets
Shot up my Jeep, crashed the front glass

Flew the head rest off the passenger
I the heat, catched in the wif in and escaped on feet
While the interrogated for names and photos
for 5-0, swappin' info for dough

The word on the street, they can't trace my rap
I creap swift, tryin' to slip all heat
The word on the street, thing's way beyond deep
Promise me you'll keep ya close and don't leak

The on the street, the evidence's concrete
My cold mysteriously got set free
The word on the street, the
Let the beast splash through the projects, the last you