Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

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

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

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

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

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

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

Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa haters
Billboard charts should us, they can't touch us
Why bring the ruckus?
Because release day is 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, you a deal, check
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers dead
So I travel with the babble, the chrome, with the lead
'Cause when it's on then it's on, the shots through your head

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus
While I just, coke, smoke pounds to choke
Got lawyers watchin' lawyers so I go broke, now check it

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

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

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

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