Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

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

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

Shit, cops and robbers niggas be bound to get them and cents
get in a slump like baseball players when they short on they rent
Anything goin you knowin how much money YOU spent
But in the world you surrounded by these 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 they was
Now you ridin fo' deep, startin to tear up your suspension
And your baby mamma on support, my fault, forget to mention
You don't even a checking account wasn't thinking about no pension
I used to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the
Had determination and graduated, now I got the whole rap world
I a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it
to sell dope, it's payin the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got new policy, three strikes and you're ruined
Now where crew at? Yeah

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

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and know we serving em slabs
We better watch we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And quit up and standing on this same old block
Before our ass partner get both of us shot
Niggas talking they making some flow
But still ain't did nothing that ain't been before
You be trying to showcase, just put it down for your spot
And improvise and work with little you got
So I think when I finish selling my last
take some of this money, go and give some back
Cause people forget about the time you gave, knowmsayin?
And thinking bout a path to pave

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