Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Yeah, yeah, what the I gotta worry about now?
Nigga you after weatherin' the storm
And comin' the extremes I came from
You think I'ma all the way and get scared?

Nah nigga motherfuckin' win
Nigga if all this go out the window right now man
I'm all too familiar with shit
My nigga I'm straight ya dig? believe that shit man hey

You can keep the car, the clothes, the and the hoes
Just a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight

Hey you can keep the dancers and the
The plexers and the
Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my
And I'm straight hey shawty I'm

I gotta couple of V's the kits, MPV's on my wrist
A lot of glamour and glit's but I don't need that
My beginnin' was a humble one, a I'ma son of one
Taught me how to number run, I went from to number one

Had a hundred ones, I bought a slab another one
Sold my little three eighty east and said I need gun
The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' some bubblegum
Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm but a young

Buck, niggaz say, Then he see me raise up
Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts
Old niggaz face soon
'Cause I the nigga's whole face up
Wet the nigga the waist up

try you once and you pull a fall
And tell 'em shaw' don't play wit 'em
I'm fourteen in the dope game and don't care of no case bruh
You can sell to me, intentionally

Another nigga that it's too for
Hey wait bruh, bet any came from that?
Who it all the day
I bet he say he from that

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the
Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can
And I'm hey, shawty I'm straight

Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the throne and the
Well-known in the town that I'm it down
So I'm straight hey shawty I'm

Okay now, now I spit it, I spit it how I live it
Every verse I ever gave ya, it was fact, fiction
I'ma Livin' no stuntin', no reppin'
You can check my record, I'm highly respected

I'ma in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many he saw my face
For, 'pistol here, pistol there,' 'violation here, here'
Betta ask Rank, I ran the jail when I was

I held it down, where I go
When I'm in the A wit' the King, or in in the snow
pro, whether it's movin' snow or movin' 'dro
That's me and you, I can get it for the low

But that's nuttin', everybody say they story
Mine on 'Larry King,' is on 'Maury'
At the end of the day, it seems to won't go
I guarantee The Heart of the Streetz you pray

You can keep the car, the clothes, the money and the
Just a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight

Hey you can keep the dancers and the
The plexers and the
Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my
And I'm hey shawty I'm straight

Snowman bitch, I two seaters
It's a world, so I keep two heaters
I'm straight, you betta ask
fact nigga you can just ask me me

A little over aggressive, yeah, I just be
But half the niggaz in the hood just like me
You why a nigga talk eight balls all day?
You try standin' around wit' eight balls all day

Somebody pray for me, I don't know nothin'
Why should I you, when you ain't tryin' to help yourself
I in this game, fresh out the streets, yeah
Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my life on these beats,

bein' broke, this a reality check
While you mad at ya girl, ya check reality
Gotta crawl 'fore you walk, you gotta before you talk
Damn right they hate, 'cause them niggaz aren't straight

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the
Just some cocaine and some wood I can slang
And I'm hey, shawty I'm straight

Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the throne and the
Well in the town that I'm holdin' it down
So I'm straight hey shawty I'm

Say what it do? Young Pimp C know what I'm 'bout?
Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some 'king' shit, know what I'm
On the cool young nigga T.I. jumped out there
Said he was the king of the

He ruffled a whole niggaz' feathers
But didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin 'bout
and uh so everybody had it twisted but
Me I understood from the get go what the nigga was tryin' to put
In these motherfuckin' stupid ass faces

Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of down here
And as long as you takin' of yo' business
And king shit you a king
What niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do
Was tryin' to get to the nigga
And get some understandin' the type of game
He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' niggaz' ear

Understand I'm sayin'?
So I'm layin' I'm watchin' the game from the sideline
Know I'm talkin' 'bout?
And I'm all these ol' pussy ass niggaz out here
Talkin' 'bout they this and that, but they really ain't doin' nothin'

'Cause motherfuckin' paper ain't right
When I see them in the street, diamonds fake
Know what I'm talkin
They shit ain't cut right, ya shit ain't
Shit cloudy and chipped up, know what I'm talkin
And them talkin 'bout they trill niggaz'

Don't even what the motherfuckin' word mean
Know what I'm talkin 'bout? This comin' from the O.G. trill
Know what I'm talkin 'bout? Not these ol' ass niggaz
Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to glory for some shit
Some other niggaz paid dues for, know what I'm 'bout?

So this is is, we bringin' Georgia and Texas together
All you ol' ass niggaz that ain't down wit' the play
Move on to the side, all you old school rappers like say
You niggaz flabby, lookin' like Larry
Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and around for the south
'Cause it's our time to shine, what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Now let's do this