Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

From front to back street, listen, we on a
To get right, workin corner in the midnight
the scene, these fiends with fire
Ten dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva like
Stuck servin my raw
sixty-two off the brick, jump back
Twenty over now mo' money to get
Slick, we fin' to on this corner without gettin caught
But time, keep a sleepin and money short
Plus that crooked cop Brock we blow slangin (fuck him)
That why he ride through the hole with the do'
But I moves, shake them tricks up out they shoestrings
Be more when we do things
life is like shakin the dice, but I buck back twice
Like five-deuce, fo'-trey,

I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the spot
And hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see

Shit, cops and robbers niggas be bound to get them and cents
They get in a slump like baseball players when short on they rent
Anything goin you ain't how much money YOU spent
But in the real world you surrounded by ladies and gents
Who hang around you you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, em out
When you was broke though was missin
Now you bout fo' deep, startin to tear up your suspension
And your baby mamma on support, my fault, forget to mention
You don't have a checking account wasn't thinking about no pension
I to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen
Had determination and graduated, now I got the whole rap fascinated
I a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it
Continue to sell dope, payin the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got new policy, three strikes and you're ruined
Now your crew at? Yeah

I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Ay, me and my on the cut and they know we serving em slabs
We better what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And quit re-ing up and on this same old block
Before our ass partner get both of us shot
Niggas talking cause they some flow
But still ain't did nothing that ain't done before
You can't be trying to showcase, just put it down for your
And improvise and work with that you got
So I think when I selling my last sack
I'mma take some of this money, go and give some
Cause people won't forget the time you gave, knowmsayin?
And start thinking bout a path to

I'm strictly dirty dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see
I'm stressin dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see