Luyện nghe bài hát Street Runner

1:]
The nerve of these niggas, they acting like done already made it
Practice perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's maiden
These lame and uneducated and constipated
What I lay every statement should be the
My denim made by respected Asians, I dress
My shirt so I get away with some Sketchers Shape-Ups
a lie for I couldn't get up out these Nike's
Number five Tokyo don't even know the
Bitch, we balling like we harvesting for tomorrow
We ain't no gangsters, but we gone mob up we borrow
Gold bottles, flow getting me
With braggodacio like Macho Man out the toro
I'm a jim, it's designated to your lady
Now Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is, she likes to get famous
And I bet she see the light, know that's Franklin

2:]
Look, is this you predicted? Look what you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living comfort
How can you really do it? How can you love it?
women who never loved you is showing you so much of it
Real niggas respect me, I ain't up my image
women respect me, they can tell that I listen
And little is mad that I'm winning
got opinions, but got no bitches
Won't pop a pistol, pop up a
God bless 'em, my cigar fill all my stressing
Don't own a mirror, but made a simply reflecting
Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the
Lucaya closed from a line of row, no lying, go it
And I do this for the
And I'm hoping I can and do it big as Oprah
Word, real nigga shit, you might gone need help
Hit the scene, guillotine, niggas head off