Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

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

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

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

Through work I earn the vault
Promise God to never back or I turn to salt
Had watches, nice 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 up and can't get no break
When your ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to it

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

Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa haters
Billboard charts should tell us, can't touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because release day is bigger Mandala's, motherfuckers

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

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

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

Won't be known I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally been many places, but I'm own
In the physical, one seems, like a body
In fact my don't differ 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 the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob

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

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

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

Just some ghetto
Livin' in these streets
And everyday they gotta to stay alive
(Stay alive)
just 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 mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes to get
Richie, quickly, niggaz wanna hit me
If they get me, my body in linen by Armani, check it

My lyrical carjack, make your brains
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the shit
In my circumference, mad bitches mad lucci
Bulletproof vests under they
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' in Belize when they find me
While you still killin' with punany, like heiny

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

Them country niggaz me Frank 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 taped to her

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

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

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