Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Shed Tears

When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm
I know the streets will shed for me
When my story is over and my song is
I know the streets will shed for me
The end

All I get is mother fuckin' in these streets
To most of these tricks I'm a mother treat
What's beef? I ain't got no
See all that It taste like chicken
And all these They get plucked
And nobody wants to see the erupt
I'm down with Daz 'cause is Kurupt
I'm celebrated every I pull up
You hella hated, every you look up
I'm elevated to rapper's
They love me, dawg, 'cause I'm one of a
This is plan, homie, it ain't mine
See, this ain't about dyin', it's all shinin'
It's all about climbin' a of diamonds
I know that you feel it, I know that you it
a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can't help it

When the cold blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will tears for me
(They me, dawg)
my story is over and my song is done
(They me, dawg)
I know the streets will tears for me
The end

Sorry, y'all, I got no haters
All I got is mother fuckers me I'm the greatest
All I got is those fly ass suits and
Nobody Cube but maids and waiters
Nobody tryin' to my life
All these bitches tryna do is replace my
But you hoes ain't cold enough to with Ice
Like Kim she'll run 'round you bitches twice
Now, it might get funky but it get ugly
might not like me but they still love me
Niggas might talk shit, whisper and huddle
they know my rebuttal might leave a puddle
Now the streets is until they see me
walkin' up the block, all the bullshit stop
I do,
don't take it 'cause when a
nigga gone, that ain't reversible

the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will tears for me
(They me, dawg)
When my is over and my song is done
(They me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed for me
The end

I'm the bastard that the acid
Fuck a home and a casket
a funeral song and a procession
Keep God on dome and count your blessings
Keep the hood in your heart but on your mind
'em up and roll seven every time
Pick 'em up, yup, 'em up
Every time you see me got a color cup
ain't about dyin', it's all about livin'
It's all about makin' Thanksgivin'
It's all about givin', about stayin'
It ain't about you, about these children
So when a nigga die, cryin' and ventin'
Will somebody in here bump Clinton?
Will somebody in here hug my
worry about me, you know where I am

When the cold blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will tears for me
(They me, dawg)
When my story is over and my is done
(They me, dawg)
I know the streets shed tears for me