Luyện nghe bài hát Street Chains

1]
Straight from the East
Blood we heavy, fuck nigga dare me
I turn Freddy, my fingers machetes
Trap jumpin' like Monta Ellis
We trap out the when we outta town
Uzi on deck, phone ringin' off the
that's the plug
Ocean view bedroom
See through and I just put some fish in my tub
Hold up I ain't playin', niggas say rich I say eeh
old song I don't dance
Heater on my waist hotter than a pan
If you don't see what I'm saying I your ass a fuckin' eye exam
I playin', guns in my hands I ain't prayin'
Fireman spittin' venom, Spiderman, I'm
I'm at peace, joggin' pants cost at least a grand
I'm advanced like Japan, got more sand than Sudan,

And ain't nothin' but a long day
And tomorrow nothin' but a long way, away
You know the haters in all sizes, all shapes (okay)
That's why I had to get a little more space
Gotta insurance on the trap house,
Got the trap house pumpin' like a heart
Got the trap house pumpin' an 808
Boom an 808

2]
I could fly around bitch need a tarmac
I landed in Cuba need a straw hat
I gotta get the raw back I a format
I put the shit on horseback and start my own
From where they don't smack, they just snort smack
I turn your head to an hot sauce pack
I tell the bitch some true lies and some false
Boy I'm drownin' in the syrup a short stack
Ooh, 187, 211, hockey mask on, Wayne
Stunt my ass off, chain
Your bitch get passed on, chain
Train smoker, smoke plain
Had a date with the devil, then I changed
I'm a trained killer, a paid killer
Better yet Hussein nephew
Nigga no
from the bottom of my heart
I up and paint yo' whole fucking block red
And get out of my car and my art
smile at my thoughts
My bitch from Atlanta got eyes like a Hawk, she see why I'm a
I just got another speeding ticket on the
it was parked
Now I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna talk
Lean in my punch, I to spar, anybody want war?
I'm excited to start, get indicted tomorrow, I be out by the morning, I even yawn
Stay in ya' lane, I remind these boys, this is victory lane, now do I need a horn?
The struggle is real, and the Bible too
I'm writing my will, and I'm my won't's
please, Kilo's OZ's
Cause my act like she like Pinot and cheese
I out of class so I'm zero degrees
I can out-think a shrink, she can throat a tree
I can hijack a brincle, my sweet pink
I'm a freak-show to
I'm these bars, hope my bartap is cheap
I'm a hard man to reach, I'm newborn and
I'm too for this beat, I'm the heart and the beat
The Chong and the Cheech, my blunt as a speech
Roach look like a leech, I'm too for the brief
I'm too wrong for the priest, this chrome on your teeth that get blown out yo' cheek
Like my mixed, like Long Island Tea
She hide her figure, she don't hide her feet
I'm the nigga, like prodigy
And I'mma shine, like Connery

And life ain't but a long day
And tomorrow nothin' but a long way, away