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 like Wheatstraw
Stuck my cocaine raw
sixty-two off the brick, jump back
Twenty over now that's mo' to get
Slick, we fin' to lick on this without gettin caught
But time, keep a sleepin and money short
Plus crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin (fuck him)
That why he ride through the hole with the do'
But I make moves, shake them 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 stressin dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and up on the street top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm stressin dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Shit, cops and robbers niggas be to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump baseball players when they 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 you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
everybody, smokin em out
When you was broke though they was
Now you bout fo' deep, startin to tear up your suspension
And your baby on child support, my fault, forget to mention
You don't even have a checking 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 wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I it
Continue to sell dope, payin the bills so you gon' do it
But got this new policy, three strikes and you're ruined
Now where your at? Yeah

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

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we serving em
We watch what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And quit re-ing up and standing on same old block
Before our gangsta ass partner get of us shot
Niggas talking they making 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 I finish selling my last sack
I'mma take some of this money, go and give back
people won't forget about the time you gave, knowmsayin?
And start thinking a path to pave

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