Luyện nghe bài hát Harlem Streets

Killa, killa, man
Aye yo, you know I've been all over the world man
But ain't no place like man
Let me it down man

We tie dynamite to the rhino type, Whine you might yo sight
Sell the information for a dime a white, China China
I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor
Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, shine ya
My designa, you a dime, I dine ya
Madonna momma, bottle, your fine, I'm finer
Time to climb her, behind vagina
Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom her

blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice her wrists is wrong
get it right ma, we gon' get along
Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is
First warn, day job tick a tron
Night time, the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don
Brother Chris and Don, and they Calm
They sell yay, you'll say yay, shit's the bomb

I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga
The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the
You know mom, she gave him wisdom charm
And father come from a long list of dons
And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks sneakers
And if the cops come, I hit amnesia
But I give you an earful, tearful
Told my mother I hustle, and she said be

Why I feel I'm loosin' weight?
Why I ain't got no If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, what I'm a do year
Cop a boat, hop a
Now the army suit's cute wit my Airs
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a
Still the sweet in me, they can do to me
I made sure my and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a under the world

like Cam got the recipe now
Not three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
Specially equities, wreckin' we
In the fear the tech and use the tech that we wile
The tech with the deceptive, receptive
Hectic, heckle a koch, on the set of my sales
Nah, I gon' be imbedded in jail
to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog

I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some
And the house, I was the of the hills, shit
You get a hoe, and get dumb happy
Go to the gun show, get gun
Stuck, killed, mugged,
Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs
Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest
We the Midwest gun cartel,

Yeah, just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
See dog, rap is my aim
But I'm a hustler, in my heart, is the game
A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that
It rap, it was crack that got the racks on the range
dog, don't be askin' for dames, see
Playboy, I don't own man
In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man,

And when I rap it no punchlines
I be on the dirty, crunch time
No timeouts homeboy, one time
If they find that stashbox, just one
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the
Side of the road, holdin' you up, as a fuck
want that button, lunge it and push it
Soon as they it and push it, I run in the bushes

That's how I play mine, jump the grapevine
Take my chances, one on one the K9
Stealin' a clip, for anyone squealin' lips
Fuck if y'all ain't feelin' the dips

Why I feel like I'm weight?
Why I got no money? If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, I'm a do this year
Cop a boat, hop a
Now the army suits cute wit my ears
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a
Still the sweet in me, nothing can do to me
I made sure my and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a nigga under the