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, same shit and I'm of explainin' this
I'm waitin' on arraignment my is the plantiff
Yeah I know what you fucked up ain't it?

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

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

You conversate with the writer of the Quran
Or old testament don't him then
I what y'all thinkin' dick, pause
Your future's my past I've been here

I know you're schemin' I feel when you ply
And I got vision, intuition
I know where you I read your mind's navigational system
Everybody whisperin'

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

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

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

Before you realize that probably true
Whatever say Jigga probably do
I paid my dues 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 dog Brooklyn to Rome
On any Martin Luther don't part with your

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

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

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

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

I seen my first murder in the if you must know
I lost my pops when I was eleven years old
He's probably somewhere the liquor is takin' it's toll
But I ain't mad at you dad holla at lad

I grew up pushin' snowflake to niggas that was
The stress'll a young nigga give him a old face
All I did was joke think and drink
Cop came they complained row watch game

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

I took trips with so much in the whip
if the cops pulled us over the dog'd get sick, sniff
Smell me nigga, the real me nigga, the rumors
Holla if you me nigga

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

Hit his click sig up you fell at it you're
I get word to the street Bell Atlantic Express
I feel the vibes and I hear the
But fuck it I'm still and I'm still in jumaa I know stafallah

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

Cross the think Mac's sweet like Cairo
Or soft like doh get knocked off like Fredo Corleone
They find you with a hole in your
I roll with that'll follow you and go to your home

you ball
But you fall 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 trigger fly in three's
You forever rest bullshit, dirt lies and leaves

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

Niggas wanna despise the
Till I play coach and straight up divide they team
Trade they man for pies and a couple of things
Till the bullet ahh motherfuckers