Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Is Watching

Look, if I shoot you, I'm
But if you me, then you're famous
What's a to do?
When the streets is watching, blocks clocking
Waiting for you to break, make your mistake
Can't ignore it, that's the fastest way to get
But my time is money, at twenty-five, I can't it
Beef assorted Godiva chocolates
Niggas you bought it, I pull the slide back and it
Plan aborted, you and your mans get a
This rhyme, you're operating on bitch
Y'all niggas ain't my shells, all y'all niggas
Trying to do is my sales, and stop trips to John Meneill
The type to a beef then run to the cops
When I see you in the street got one in the
I'd rather be on tour getting a hundred a pop
Taking pictures with some bitches in front of the
The is watching

the, streets is watching
Blocks keep
Waiting for you to break, your first mistake
ignore it

Now it's not to kill niggas
like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't chill
The is watching
When you froze your
Niggas want to test you whenyour gun warm
get caught with your feet up, got to keep your heat up
Sweet niggas 'round swearing shit is sweeter
Once you're tagged lame the game is follow the
Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta it realer
Kidnap niggas to steal you
Broke niggas want no cash, they just want to kill ya
For the name, don't know the rules
Disrespecting the game, want you to your cool
Force your hand, of course man's plotting
Smarten up, the streets is watching, on

When the, is watching
Blocks clocking
Waiting for you to break, make first mistake
ignore it

My street mentality: bricks forever
Know me and money, we armed co-defendants
we stick together
Shit whatever for cheddar ran my game into the ground
Hustle until secret indictment time came around
And you can look up and down the streets and I be found
Put in twenty-four hour shifts but, that me now
Got a face too easy to trace, niggas got slow leaks
Had to a team of workers, couldn't play those streets
See out of space like Mercury, you jerkin me?
Had to call upon my to send niggas the message
I said this: 'Let's play fair and we can here
I'm trying to you boys to men like daycare'
Ay there's money to be and niggas got the picture
playing with my paper and we got richer
Then times fell upon us
Half of my staff had
The other half in the casket lay
I felt like life was me
For the first in my life I was getting money
But it was like my conscience was me
Was this a God teaching me? Was he saying that
I was playing the game straight from Hell which few came back?
Like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mind bad?
Was niggas thinking was turning cocaine crack?
Ain't a lot of brain to that
trying to maintain a stack
And not collide like two trains that's on the track
But get my life together the oils I bring back
In the bottom of the pot the water gets hot
Got my take it across the border then stop
To set up shop with a quarter of
the plan:
For three straight weeks, slaughtered the block
But you know the game is food, it up me and my dudes
One drought can wipe a out, faster than the cops
And this unstable way of living had to stop
Half of my niggas got time, we done real
By '94 became the of half of y'all niggas rhymes
Public apologies to the of those caught up in my shit
But that's the life for us lost souls up in this shit
The life and times of a nigga mind, with crime
And the lavish luxuries that excited my mind
I figured, "shit, why myself I just write it in rhymes
And let you feel me, and if you don't like it fine?"
The mind state of a nigga who boosted the rate
So high in one city they send National to get me