Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back to the Streets

Come back to the
Come back to the
Come back to, come to
Come back to the streets,

Even when I'm not and I'm here like air
Fresh off the from Spain and uh
to playin' the rap game, it's yours truly
Come on, say it with me, Chamillitary

You should worry 'bout you while you 'bout me
At the top of the is where you know that I'll be
I got the on lock and I'm insertin' my key
Come back to the streets, come back to the

Had to make a couple to the islands
Now I'm known
Had to another switch with
My provider got the international

Had to add a little bit to the
First have I asked to be flown
And they keep me
Tellin' me get back in your

These boys is characters
Too much
Just a little too much animation the maker
They know can erase them

Traveled all the world
And my is
Y'all less
Y'all ain't experienced

I the Grammy, I hold the one
Got plenty strikes, way more than
Hush mouth, please hold your tongue
No obstacle could ever my run

When it come to rappin' I'm the one
Put my hand in the air and I the sun
Got the plaque, not the golden one
And I look at y'all like I ya, uh

Been a boss, win cars
Pull up I bet ya menopause
Yea like women drawers
Yea I bet I ya how to kill that noise

Phantom of the opera pass 'em by your
In the new Phantom, is a dropper
Cash I got a lot you mad 'cuz you are not the talk up in the
And mad you are not, uh

They say it's got to be street, say it's got to be street
go commercial Koopa, it's got to be street
Major label the only thing universal about me
Come back to the streets, back to the streets

And gimmick they focus
Most of these jokers is
But I don't play poker
Pull 'em down your cheesy posters

look up to me like a bird
I look down on 'em the curb
My movement like it's movin'
Your look like a

They callin' me, come to the streets
They me, they callin' me
They callin' me, back to the streets
They callin' me, callin' me, they

You should worry 'bout you while you worry me
At the top of the charts is you know that I'll be
I got the on lock and I'm insertin' my key
Come back to the streets, back to the streets

Yea, the life I live is just like a
Every corporation, they sue me
people be tryin' glue me
Till they side they try it to me

for me I got the tooley
Not black and but its black I bet ya
Stay in the streets, do for pleasure
So much paper ask to measure

When the ruler or stackin'
Is to ya don't interrupt
Middle finger up on the
gon' eff you up

Don't let the black tux ya
I am not the one
I out the suit like Clark Kent
To make sure done

Rappers ain't
Rappers they fakers and
Caucasian in the winter
Then turn Jamaican in the

Flippin' with Pitman and
You know they just some gunnaz
Personal trainers that'll a couple thangs
And make you a

like the producers that made this track
The who made ya stacks
Some of you losers need to the facts
Put up the deuce the ace is

Take out the rappers you are whack
Put Chamillitary in place of
how I erase 'em and take the plaques
Then I unloosen a case of bang