Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I steps in where the Mo's and the at baby)
Fuck all that shit
Takin' it 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 this world like Mars, when I spit these
fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free the cops
Crucial choices to like A-C or the drop

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

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

relate 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 help you out when you it
Be on some bullshit, politely tell you to beat it

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

Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa jealous
charts should tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggaz the ruckus?
release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers

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

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

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

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

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 order
So I keep it ghetto like seeds and quarter waters

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

I hated algebra but I loved to
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 that's my you're trappin', I'm clappin' your way

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

Damn it feel good to see up on it
Flipped two in two weeks and didn't flaunt it
My brain is haunted with mean
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes to get
Than Richie, quickly, wanna hit me
If they get me, my body in linen 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, lose me

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

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

Them country call me Frank White
I'm off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight
open my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty in with keys taped to her thighs

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

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

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