Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I steps in where the and the hoes at baby)
Fuck all pretty shit
it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
know who the Don is
(Live Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one)
Peep game, uhh, what,

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

Are we gonna stop? Shit man, my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke, watch circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when your don't show
Nigga I know, might say "Been there done that" Dre

Through hard work I earn the
Promise God to never look back or I turn to
Had nice watches, nice cars, bitches and rings
Guess safe to say a nigga like me got nice things

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

Fuck that, get your own nigga, ask me for shit
That's I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga, it's on for the fact I let it be known
We still fly but 'cause now I charter my own

Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa haters
Billboard charts should tell us, they touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I algebra but I loved to multiply
And I my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die
It's happen whether rappin' or clappin' have it your way
'Cause if that's my you're trappin', I'm clappin' your way

Just some boys
Livin' in ghetto streets
And everyday gotta fight to stay alive
(Stay alive)
It's reality, yeah
(Oh, reality)

it feel good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't it
My brain is haunted with dreams
GS's BB's on it, supreme schemes to get richer
Than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, dress my body in by Armani, check it

My lyrical carjack, make brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough
In my circumference, mad with mad lucci
vests under they coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, don't me

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

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

Them country niggaz call me White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft of course I know my tight
Sunrise open my eyes no
Got my shorty flyin' in with keys to her thighs

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

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

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