Luyện nghe bài hát Stripes

[Chorus - Jeezy]
Run D MC, run D MC, if I'm riding low key I got D on me
And we don't care, because nigga life ain't fair
They go for a piece, we sell them hoes by the pair (X2)
Run D MC, run D MC, run D MC, run D MC
And nigga we don't care, because nigga life ain't
go for thirty a piece, we sell them hoes by the pair

[Verse 1 - Gibbs]
Yeah, stay on the grind so how you gone stick up the stick up
357 to the Teeth bitch I hope you pick up a plan
I got Ochocinco, eight five for two hundred fifty grand
Drove that heroin from New York in my nigga minivan
Excuse me Mr. Officer, I been about popping you
So you better not this car, I'm so hot I'm off the thermometer
Fuck a threat, I you
I won't go back to
Seem like every time a try to make a sale
These go back and tell
shit here fresh off the scale
White send bricks in an M3
When I'm done breaking this dope
beat that shit like a MP
Say they gone me for ten G's
That don't offend me
A nigga had striped before this rap
I run D and I MC

[Verse 2 - Jeezy]
I don't even use a tote, I pull in the garage
Tony Montana shit, like a mirage
Put the yay on the counter, the give it a massage
I whip them bitches two at a time, yeah I
Car full of bags, looking like I shopping
across the street, yeah them motherfuckers watching
Oh well, got to eat, why I cook it
This the Cooking Channel, give them something to look at
I been riding all day, that's what my just told me
Six eight for the nine, my neighbors might owe me
Riding so dirty, the bird take a bath
But when it dried off it was a and a half