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 pretty
Takin' it back to the for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
Niggaz 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 with these 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? man, never my squad go broke
squad arti-choke, watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when your ones don't
Nigga I know, might say "Been there that" like Dre

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

Can't to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up and can't get no
When fake 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
That's what I did, now they all for hits
Nigga, it's on for the fact I let it be known
We fly but separately 'cause now I charter my own

Propellers, fellas leave all them playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should us, they can't touch us
Why bring the ruckus?
Because day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Damn it good to see people up on it
two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt 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 they get me, my body in linen by Armani, check it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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