Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

From to back street, listen, we on a mission
To get right, workin corner in the midnight
Picture the scene, fiends with fire
Ten dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva Wheatstraw
Stuck my cocaine raw
Drop sixty-two off the brick, jump
Twenty now that's mo' money to get
Slick, we fin' to lick on corner without gettin caught
But time, a sleepin and money gettin short
Plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow (fuck him)
That why he ride through the with the do' swangin
But I moves, shake them tricks up out they shoestrings
Be more precise we do things
life is like shakin the dice, but I buck back twice
Like five-deuce, fo'-trey,

I'm strictly stressin dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly dirty dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Shit, cops and niggas be bound to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump like players when they short on they rent
Anything goin you ain't knowin how much money YOU
But in the real you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, em out
When you was though they was missin
Now you ridin bout fo' deep, startin to up your suspension
And your baby mamma on support, my fault, forget to mention
You don't even have a checking account wasn't thinking about no
I to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen
Had determination and graduated, now I got the whole rap world
I wanted a of the pie for me and my family so I made it
Continue to dope, it's payin the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got this new policy, three strikes and ruined
Now where your at? Yeah

I'm strictly stressin dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the sweet
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see
I'm stressin dirty dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Ay, me and my on the cut and they know we serving em slabs
We better what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And quit up and standing on this same old block
our gangsta ass partner get both of us shot
Niggas talking cause they making flow
But still ain't did nothing that ain't been before
You can't be trying to showcase, just put it down for spot
And improvise and work with that you got
So I think when I finish selling my sack
I'mma take of this money, go and give some back
Cause people won't forget about the time you gave,
And start thinking a path to pave

I'm strictly dirty dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see