Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I in where the Mo's and the hoes at baby)
all that pretty shit
Takin' it to the gutter for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
Niggaz who the Don is
(Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the one)
game, uhh, what, what

Out of this world like Mars, when I spit bars
Come fuck these stars up in luxury cars
We built them to stay free from the cops
Crucial to make like A-C or the drop

Are we gonna Shit man, never my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke, watch circle vanish like cigar smoke
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say "Been there done that" Dre

hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never back or I turn to salt
Had nice watches, cars, nice bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga me got nice things

relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up and get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you it
Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to it

Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
That's what I did, now they all askin' for
Nigga, it's on for the simple fact I let it be
We still fly but separately 'cause now I my own

Propellers, good fellas leave all playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they can't us
Why bring the ruckus?
release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers

Just ghetto boys
Livin' in these ghetto streets, ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
just reality, yeah

Yeah, make you a deal,
These the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but want dead
So I travel with the babble, the chrome, with the lead
'Cause when it's on then on, the shots flowin' through your head

I been rich, I been poor, I and blown bread
Some say I been here because of the way I zone
Some said, Jigga zone is the fallin' of Rome
Reoccurring, that he like that 'cause he's observing

Won't be until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally been places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, one seems, a lost body
In my thoughts don't differ much from that of God body

But it's the odd shottie that got cats, me
To the mob John rap dudes bitin' me 'cause
I got it like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the Bob Marley

Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers gone
that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't prepared for this new world order
So I keep it ghetto sunflower seeds and quarter waters

You walk 'em through it, you know, talk 'em it
Know these beads is than music whenever I talk to it
Destined for and y'all knew this when I doubled the pie
Had a shorty and a girl who'd out of BWI

I hated algebra but I loved to
And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi I die
It's gonna happen whether rappin' or clappin' it your way
'Cause if that's my dough trappin', I'm clappin' your way

Just ghetto boys
Livin' in these ghetto
And everyday they gotta to stay alive
(Stay alive)
It's just reality,
(Oh, reality)

Damn it feel good to see up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and flaunt it
My brain is haunted with dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme to get richer
Richie, quickly, niggaz wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in by Armani, check it

My lyrical carjack, make your brains
High caliber gats is all I with, now peep the rough shit
In my circumference, mad bitches mad lucci
Bulletproof vests under they
my Uzi, don't lose me

My trigga represent, drivin' dirty in J-30's gettin' bent
And to my hit hoes, my murder
I be smokin' trees in Belize they find me
While you still killin' niggaz punany, like heiny

And Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor with the
I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke
Got watchin' lawyers so I won't go broke, now check it

Them niggaz call me Frank White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft of course I know my shit's
Sunrise open my no surprise
Got my shorty in with keys taped to her thighs

With all the utensils, who hang my China
She half half oriental 86 she got me rental
The situation ain't
What? From a, a young G's perspective

Just some ghetto
Livin' in these ghetto
And they gotta fight to stay alive
(To fight)
just reality
(It's reality)

Just some ghetto
in these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
(To alive)
It's reality