Luyện nghe bài hát Street Chains

1]
Straight from the side
gang we heavy, fuck nigga dare me
I turn into Freddy, my machetes
house jumpin' like Monta Ellis
We trap out the teli when we outta
Uzi on deck, ringin' off the hook
that's the plug
Ocean bedroom baby
See through showers and I just put some in my tub
up I ain't playin', niggas say they rich I say eeh
Same old song I don't
Heater on my hotter than a frying pan
If you see what I'm saying I give your ass a fuckin' eye exam
I ain't playin', guns in my I ain't prayin'
Fireman spittin' venom, Spiderman, I'm
I'm at peace, joggin' cost at least about a grand
I'm like Japan, got more sand than Sudan, lord

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

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I could fly around that bitch a tarmac
I just in Cuba need a straw hat
I gotta get the raw back I need a
I put the shit on horseback and start my own
From where don't talk smack, they just snort smack
I turn your head to an open hot pack
I the bitch some true lies and some false facts
Boy I'm drownin' in the like a short stack
Ooh, 187, 211, hockey mask on, Wayne
Stunt my ass off, chain
Your bitch get passed on, letter
Train smoker, smoke plain
Had a date with the devil, then I schedule
I'm a trained killer, like a paid
Better yet Saddam Hussein
Nigga no
That's the bottom of my heart
I pull up and paint yo' whole fucking red
And get out of my car and my art
Then smile at my
My bitch Atlanta got eyes like a Hawk, she see why I'm a boss
I just got another speeding on the Bugatti
While it was
Now I don't wanna talk, bitch I don't talk
in my punch, I decided to spar, anybody want war?
I'm excited to start, get indicted tomorrow, I be out by the morning, before I even
Stay in ya' lane, I these little 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 typing my
Lord please, Kilo's
Cause my bitch act like she Pinot and cheese
I dropped out of class so I'm degrees
I can out-think a shrink, she can throat a tree
I can hijack a brincle, my sweet pink
I'm a to freaks
I'm spitting these bars, hope my bartap is
I'm a hard man to reach, I'm and deceased
I'm too for this beat, I'm the heart and the beat
The and the Cheech, my blunt long as a speech
Roach look a leech, I'm too long for the brief
I'm too wrong for the priest, with this chrome on your teeth get blown out yo' cheek
Like my bitch mixed, like Island Tea
She don't hide her figure, she don't her feet
I'm the head nigga, prodigy
And I'mma shine, like Connery

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