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 like Mars, when I spit these bars
fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay from the cops
choices to make like A-C or the drop

Are we gonna stop? Shit man, never my squad go
Your squad arti-choke, watch your vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when your ones show
Nigga I know, might say "Been done 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 and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got things

Can't relate to motherfuckers, who go no cake
you all fucked 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, politely 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 'cause now I my own

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

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

Yeah, you a deal, check
These the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers 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 been here before because of the way I
Some said, Jigga zone is the fallin' of Rome
Reoccurring, that he thinks like that 'cause he's

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

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

we mourn, all the rappers that's gone
Niggaz got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for 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 more music whenever I talk to it
Destined for greatness and knew this when I doubled the pie
Had a shorty and a girl who'd out of BWI

I hated but I loved to multiply
And I my nigga 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

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

Damn it feel to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and flaunt it
My brain is haunted with mean
GS's BB's on it, supreme schemes to get richer
Richie, quickly, niggaz wanna hit me
If get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, check it

My carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now the rough shit
In my circumference, mad bitches mad lucci
Bulletproof vests they coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, lose me

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

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

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

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

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

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