Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Off brand niggaz, we fuckin' with y'all
Catch up with ya 'cuz you ain't touchin' a dog
fake like Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin'
Nigga like me hit the room and all the bitches be

I'm not fine I'm not cute, just know I got some loot
Grippin' wood, lookin' good, '24s make them
Nine times out of ten, the bad news
Hit the dick and start like a motherfuckin' fool

Clothes brand new from my to my shoes
Pop a tag everyday that's ghetto niggaz do
Hustle hard, all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be poppin' too

We crunk and keep it hype and everybody know on
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be
I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em of zones
When my work hits the street how quick that shit be gone, nigga

Street niggaz, keep guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them like
Street niggaz, push it all hard or
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on and ice, whatever them bitches like
Street niggaz, push it all hard or
weed, whatever you need, man, we got it all

I'm just a street nigga, I my heat under the seat
If a bum run up he got his gun up
From sundown to sunup I it with me
And I end up be on y'all when y'all hit me

It's a shame that you niggaz come from it
But walk through it, what is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets, nigga, my feet to hit it
I didn't have no wheels to go get it

MJ fuckin', G droppin' these bars with no
For and fake broads
You ain't hard from steroids, nigga, you big
I remember when bullets was takin' your lunch card

I'm a real ghetto
And what I gotta in to motherfuckers who willin' to try to vision
When a nigga spittin', quit all the whinin' and
sharp, look and listen, pay attention to what you been missin'

It's the niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches
niggaz, push it all hard or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever bitches like
niggaz, push it all hard or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all

Yeah, c'mon, street niggaz, street
We sittin' on leathers and we on wood
(The is watchin')
C'mon, yeah, we makin' plenty bread and we our hood
(The is watchin')

Yeah, c'mon, money bitches, man, it still all good
(The is watchin')
niggaz, street niggaz
We makin' plenty and we reppin' our hood

What can I say about these that I be walkin'?
Not too much 'cuz where I from niggaz ain't talkin'
We'd rather listen and watch, to flex and guard
clothes and Baume and Mercier[Incomprehensible] watches

They gave my gloss on, I paid the cost to be the
On these corners where ballin' niggaz on
get tossed on, 5-0 get [Incomprehensible]
And out of towners get and drop that
nobody gonna stop that

See, it was this before me, so why am I [Incomprehensible]
If you think time to change, nigga, show me
Obviously you don't know me, it's time you learned
Niggaz that try to me on my grind, they get burned

I'm from P.A., man, west side to the east, fool
(C'mon Bun B, dude, about peace?)
Fuck peace,
You want some love, ask momma or the Lord
Bitch, I'm down with see, UGK be goin' harder

street niggaz, keep your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on and ice, whatever them bitches like
Street niggaz, it all hard or ball
weed, whatever you need, man, we got it all

Street niggaz, your guns, hit the traps
Spend your bread on rims and ice, them bitches like
Street niggaz, push it all or ball
Sticky weed, you need, man, we got it all