Luyện nghe bài hát Streets is Talking

Is he a blood? Is he a
Is he that? Is he
Did he do it? You uhh

If I shoot you I'm
Different toilet, shit and I'm sick of explainin' this
I'm waitin' on my nigga is the plantiff
Yeah I know what you thinkin' fucked up it?

I shoulda better and I planned to
But dog they be takin' me out of my zone like a with a handle
I sat back and watched it put the back in the closet
That's what I tied my hands an Iraqi hostage

Let niggas take at me no response
I just flip and pop my like the fons
You give a nigga a foot take you one step beyond
He'll try to play you twice the time is the charm

You wanna conversate with the of the Quran
Or old don't test him then
I know y'all thinkin' dick, pause
Your future's my past been here before

I know you're schemin' I feel when you ply
And I got vision, intuition
I know you goin' I read your mind's navigational system
Everybody pers-pers-pers-perspirin'

When the streets is talkin' is gossipin'
Bitches all in your what's the cause of it?
I to know

You see me with a bodyguard that police is watchin'
And I use his waist to keep my glock in
But when shit goes down you know doin' the poppin'
And if you don't guess who's doin' the droppin'

S dot again y'all got him in a bad
Bad move bad news
How many times have I got to
How many loved have you got to lose?

Before you realize that it's true
Whatever say Jigga probably do
Shit I paid my I made the news
I in the door for dolo blazed the crews

And the streets say"Jigga can't go home"
You know when I heard when I was back home
I'm comfortable dog to Rome
On any Martin Luther don't with your future

Don't question if I got the heart to shoot ya
The answer is simply too dark for the
And as a snot-nose they said "He got flows"
But he be able to drop those before the cops close in?

the shots froze him and he's dead and gone
From what the has spoken my God
stressin' who's his baby's moms?
Who he got Let me tell you ahh

Nigga streets is talkin' niggaz is
Bitches all in shit what's the cause of it?
I need to

When the, streets is niggas is gossipin'
Bitches all in shit what's the cause of it?
I to know

I seen my first murder in the hall if you must
I lost my pops I was eleven twelve years old
He's probably where the liquor is takin' it's toll
But I mad at you dad holla at your lad

I up pushin' snowflake to niggas that was pro-base
The stress'll take a nigga give him a old face
All I did was smoke think and drink
Cop they complained front row watch game

I seen niggas before me with a chance to write own script
up and change the story
I seen young go out in a blaze of glory
Before reachin' puberty a nigga truthfully

I took with so much shit in the whip
That if the pulled us over the dog'd get sick, sniff
me nigga, the real me nigga, minus the rumors
Holla if you feel me

The streets is not only but they talkin' now
Shit they got me circlin' the block before I'm now
get it twisted I ain't bitchin' I'm just cautious now
Sub under the parka extra now

Hit his click sig up you at it you're dense
I get word to the street like Atlantic Express
I the vibes and I hear the rumors
But fuck it I'm still alive and I'm still in I know stafallah

Niggas wanna press me put my back to the
But pressure bust pipes I I spat to y'all
To know me is to me you see me, can't be me hate this
you I got guns like Neo in 'Matrix'

Cross the family think Mac's sweet like
Or soft like play doh get knocked off like Fredo
They you with a hole in your dome
I roll with niggas follow you and go to your home

Thought you
But nigga you to my defense
you while you reachin'
Clip you then I you then I'm leavin

Apply full court
four-four get you out of here, pull pressure
To the bullets fly in three's
You forever rest under bullshit, dirt lies and

I do
tell lies then leave
Look in my
Realize it's

Niggas wanna the team
Till I play head coach and up divide they team
Trade they man for some pies and a couple of
Till the bullet ahh yeah