Luyện nghe bài hát Live From The Streets

Ohhhhh senorita the evening sun go down
I come to serenade you from another part, of

Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' live from the streets
Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B
When it drops game over, you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, you at?

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know we still in the hood dog, in of the store
With the work across the and the gun in the stall
Soon as somethin happen wanna run to the law
You know the code of the streets, run to the law
That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a
Or I walk with a three, come and to 'em P
You can catch me down bottom with a and a glock
On the makin money where they murder a lot
Or you can catch me up top shootin for a yard
I'm talkin six digits, niggaz bet the or the car
You can me hittin the spliff, sick in the pit
On the fiend like I'm missin my shit, think I'm crazy
Catch me hittin your lady in my
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it
L.O.X. hold the
we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' blowin out of they shoes, what?

Comin live the streets where some died tryin to eat
From Y.O. to Philly, from to Q.B
And it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, Beanie Sigel, me how you livin?

Aiyyo, I've been kickin since Adidas with thick strings
T.I. sweatsuits, with thick chains
Four finger rings, belts with brass names
I was spittin flames since was pitchin change
I'm a hard knock kiddo, always the middle
Threw flacks in the game, getchu if I can getchu
Since a buck, the highway, dodgin the troop boys
in and out of Coupes, wavin for Duke boys
Always a penny, copped quarter waters
to make a dollar chased my pop's boss daughters
Tryin to my name, global, in all four corners
Philly baller, gamin in all four
Never worked, never will. All my buy my clothes
I can't go broke, never will. All my buy my O's
I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since
I murder, further, fill in the details

I'm here, it's over, how y'all feel
When I drop, y'all realize it's all real
Bein left for dead, tied up, 'til I was dried up
So high up, seem the sky ducked, high what?
was rough, but now it's nothin to hide
Used to and be quick to put this gun to yo' side
Be like, "That nice - I like that pal
Matter fact I'd like now."
You've got game? Call the name, spell the name right
Brett, one of the best rappers ever to a mic
It's prophecized I'd write, spit scriptures mind
'Til my coffin top and heaven skies open
Fear no man's my slogan, I hope believe
I'm just you, fear nuttin human that bleeds
My mind breed two movies, six ab-lums, a poems
RandB joints, I'm beyond the norm, y'all just mad
I'm just glad, got my to shine
Y'all the type to hit three bars and run out of rhymes

Brett, my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come from the streets, from Harlem to Q.B
And it drops, game over, you'll see
Introducin, finally, the Kool G

It's B.G.S. kid so what you facin? racin
Decapitation twenty buck-fifties and
Guerilla camouflaged out in the grass waitin
To blass your nation slash Jason and bash your face in
We ass top bodies and half in the basement
Our style, you so bad you'll need plastic replacement
gats is raised in, fascination blastin and blazin
Evacuation for your whole there's gas in the tank and
Gets back from cap grazin, defy gravitation
Pull my shit back squeeze bust it masturbation
Hold fort, hold the blow torch, leave your soul
With no remorse, the state of New York, get your caught
When niggaz hawk, let the talk
So tell me who's the man to flip?
I stop the beef shit, with handled grips
Your candle get lit, guerilla feed us banana clips
The hit, anything in our range we dismantle it

Like to say thanks to my correspondents, for gettin on this
Comin and direct with no nonsense
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