Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I in where the Mo's and the hoes at baby)
Fuck all that shit
Takin' it to the gutter for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
know who the Don is
(Live Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one)
game, uhh, what, what

Out of world like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury
We them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices to like A-C or the drop

Are we gonna stop? Shit man, my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke, watch circle vanish like cigar smoke
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say "Been there done that" Dre

Through hard work I earn the
Promise God to never look back or I to salt
Had nice watches, cars, nice bitches and rings
it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things

Can't to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up and get no break
When your ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some real bullshit, politely you to beat it

Fuck that, get own nigga, don't ask me for shit
what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga, it's on for the simple fact I let it be
We fly but separately 'cause now I charter my own

Propellers, fellas leave all them playa haters jealous
charts should tell us, they can't touch us
Why bring the ruckus?
Because day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers

Just some boys
Livin' in these ghetto streets, ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay
It's just reality,

Yeah, you a deal, check
These here's the dog and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to you life but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
'Cause when on then it's on, the shots flowin' through your head

I rich, I been poor, I saved and blown bread
Some say I been here because of the way I zone
Some said, zone is like the fallin' of Rome
Reoccurring, that he like that 'cause he's observing

Won't be known I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, one seems, like a lost
In fact my don't differ much from that of God body

But it's the odd shottie got cats, likening me
To the mob John Gotti rap bitin' me 'cause
I got it like the late Bob Marley
me y'all, the great Bob Marley

Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers gone
Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the born
they ain't fully prepared for this new world order
So I it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters

You 'em through it, you know, talk 'em through it
Know these beads is more music whenever I talk to it
Destined for greatness and y'all this when I doubled the pie
Had a shorty and a girl comin' out of BWI

I hated algebra but I loved to
And I told my Big I'd be multi before I die
It's gonna happen whether rappin' or clappin' have it way
'Cause if my dough you're trappin', I'm clappin' your way

some ghetto boys
Livin' in ghetto streets
And everyday gotta fight to stay alive
(Stay alive)
just reality, yeah
(Oh, reality)

Damn it good to see people up on it
Flipped two in two weeks and didn't flaunt it
My brain is haunted with mean
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes to get
Than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, it

My lyrical carjack, make your splat
High gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
In my circumference, mad with mad lucci
Bulletproof vests under they
Spittin' my Uzi, lose me

My trigga niggaz represent, drivin' in J-30's gettin' bent
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be smokin' trees in Belize they find me
While you killin' niggaz with punany, like heiny

And Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor with the
I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke
Got lawyers watchin' so I won't go broke, now check it

Them country niggaz call me White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft of I know my shit's tight
Sunrise open my no surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in keys taped to her thighs

With all the utensils, who hang my thing
She half half oriental 86 she got me rental
The situation accidental
What? From a, from a G's perspective

Just some ghetto
Livin' in these streets
And everyday gotta fight to stay alive
(To fight)
just reality
(It's reality)

Just some ghetto
Livin' in these streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
(To alive)
just reality