Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

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

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

Shit, cops and robbers be bound to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump like baseball players when they short on they
goin you ain't knowin how much money YOU spent
But in the real world you surrounded by ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the
Feedin everybody, em out
When you was though they was missin
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 account wasn't 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
to sell dope, it's payin the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got this new policy, strikes and you're ruined
Now your crew at? Yeah

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

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we em slabs
We watch what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And re-ing up and standing on this same old block
Before our gangsta ass get both of us shot
Niggas talking cause making some flow
But still ain't did nothing that ain't done before
You can't be trying to showcase, just put it for your spot
And improvise and work with that you got
So I think when I finish my last sack
I'mma take some of this money, go and some back
Cause won't 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 money and the spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly dirty 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