Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck that, get own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now 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 all them playa haters jealous
Billboard should tell us, they can't touch us
Why bring the ruckus?
Because release day is than Mandala's, motherfuckers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hated algebra but I to multiply
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 you're trappin', I'm your way

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

Damn it good to see people up on it
Flipped two in two weeks and didn't 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 linen by Armani, it

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

My niggaz represent, drivin' dirty in J-30's gettin' bent
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be smokin' trees in Belize 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
While I just, 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 tight
Sunrise my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in keys taped to her thighs

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

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

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