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 shit
Takin' it back to the for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
know who the Don is
(Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the one)
game, uhh, what, what

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

Are we gonna stop? Shit man, my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke, watch your vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say "Been done that" like Dre

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

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 you need it
Be on some real bullshit, tell you to beat it

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

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

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

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

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

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

Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's
that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't prepared for this new world 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 knew this I doubled the pie
Had a shorty and a girl 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 whether rappin' or have it your way
'Cause if that's my dough you're trappin', I'm your way

some ghetto boys
Livin' in these streets
And everyday they fight 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 with mean
GS's with BB's on it, schemes to get richer
Than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, dress my 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 with mad lucci
Bulletproof vests under coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, don't me

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

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

Them country niggaz call me White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft of course I know my shit's
Sunrise my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with taped to her thighs

With all the utensils, who hang my thing
She half black half 86 she got me rental
The situation accidental
From a, from a young G's perspective

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

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