Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Yea, the music up a little bit
Yea, a little bit louder, right
In the of the streets

Click, click, boo ya, Dub the frame in
Nigga, let the begin, as I standin'
Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the
Scanners takin' penitentiary

wit it, off the ric wit it
Blue knitted, freshly acquitted
Grind, grimey, the big body an' the big
Wit lyrics an' 'draulics hotter than the

Sellin', bellin', career felon
Escalade, 3 beer wearin'
it, I thug for free an' thug to eat
Niggas call me 'Home of 'cause I love the cheese

Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya me
Let me see ya put them up like a robbery
I solemnly swear to stay down an' slang the
I spit in the name of the

I'm roll, I'm gon' stay fly
I'm bust, hold my hood up high
In the of the streets
I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' ride
I'm ball, hold my hood up high
In the name of the

the itty bitty nigga, from the city they call LB
What you know the D O G?
I keep my peeps wit a bag o'
On the streets, my beat your beat an' keep that heat

In the an' indiscrete
Me an' Dub-C cousins in this industry
A y'all pretend to be
Wanna see, wit me an' then sleep wit the enemy?

Want some, get some, bad enough, some
Suckas poppin' off, I'm to take one
Braids on, make done, don't none
An' just 'cause we talkin', what you C walkin'?

not just a dance, it's a way o' livin'
Now if ya C walkin', ya to see Crippin'
An' goes for kids too an' R an' B singers
Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if ya ain't a banger

I'm roll, I'm gon' stay fly
I'm bust, hold my hood up high
In the name of the
I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' ride
I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up
In the of the streets

I told a I don't love her but she wants to go
I another that I want her but she wants to hoe
I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I 'em both
In the of the streets

This is for geniuz
Da best is my East niazz, both sides niazz
This is for DJs, coast to coast movin' this
them turntables that bomp the Ruvian

Smashous, trap us for cash
An' a blunt at ya's, outta the mix classes
is for them riders, ridin' for the mims
Ghetto ass niazz on them big rims

Thrashin', you're back at ya, bring a
Got droppin' on your drastic, another hood
Dub the 'Ghetto singin' 'More cabbage'
A street niazz livin' on an' kill status

Unlock the racked, Def Jam cock ya'
Recess is over, I my spot back
Who's the next? I preceded to comin' at 'em
I'm in a mink coat an' Spacey gat 'em, you're at 'em

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' fly
I'm gonna bust, hold my up high
In the name of the
I'm gonna roll, I'm rich ride
I'm gonna ball, my hood up high
In the name of the

Dub C, The Heisman'
In the name of the
Swangin' a hood near you
In the of the streets