Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Uhh, it out, uhh
(I steps in where the and the hoes at baby)
Fuck all pretty shit
Takin' it back to the for you motherfuckers
(Niggaz the deal)
Niggaz who the Don is
(Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the one)
game, uhh, what, what

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

Are we gonna stop? Shit man, never my squad go
Your squad arti-choke, watch your circle like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when your ones show
Nigga I know, might say "Been done that" like Dre

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

relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up and can't get no
When fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to it

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

Propellers, fellas leave all them playa haters jealous
Billboard should tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because release day is bigger Mandala's, motherfuckers

Just some boys
Livin' in ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta to stay alive
just reality, yeah

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

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

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

But it's the odd that got cats, likening me
To the mob John Gotti rap dudes me 'cause
I got it locked like the Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob

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

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

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

Just ghetto boys
Livin' in these streets
And everyday gotta fight to stay alive
(Stay alive)
It's reality, yeah
(Oh, reality)

Damn it good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and flaunt it
My brain is haunted with mean
GS's BB's on it, supreme schemes to get richer
Than Richie, quickly, wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my in linen by Armani, check it

My lyrical carjack, your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough
In my circumference, mad with mad lucci
Bulletproof vests under they
Spittin' my Uzi, don't me

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

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

Them country niggaz me Frank White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft of course I know my tight
Sunrise open my no surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with taped to her thighs

all the utensils, who hang my China thing
She half black half oriental 86 she got me
The ain't accidental
What? a, from a young G's perspective

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

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