Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I steps in where the Mo's and the 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)
Peep game, uhh, what,

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

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

hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to look back or I turn to salt
Had nice watches, nice cars, nice bitches and
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice

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

Fuck that, get own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all 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 tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because release day is bigger than Mandala's,

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

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

I rich, I been 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, he thinks 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 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 rap dudes bitin' me 'cause
I got it locked like the late Bob
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob

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

You 'em through it, you know, talk 'em through it
Know these is more than music whenever I talk to it
Destined for greatness and y'all knew this when I 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 happen whether rappin' or clappin' have it your way
'Cause if my dough you're trappin', I'm clappin' your way

some ghetto boys
Livin' in ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
(Stay alive)
just reality, yeah
(Oh, reality)

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

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

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

country 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 flyin' in with keys taped to her

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

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

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