Luyện nghe bài hát Street Chains

1]
Straight from the East
Blood gang we heavy, nigga dare me
I turn into Freddy, my fingers
house jumpin' like Monta Ellis
We trap out the teli when we town
Uzi on deck, phone ringin' off the
that's the plug
Ocean view bedroom
See through showers and I just put fish in my tub
up I ain't playin', niggas say they rich I say eeh
Same old I don't dance
on my waist hotter than a frying pan
If you don't see what I'm saying I your ass a fuckin' eye exam
I ain't playin', in my hands I ain't prayin'
Fireman venom, Spiderman, I'm enhanced
I'm at peace, joggin' pants cost at about a grand
I'm advanced like Japan, got more sand than Sudan,

And life nothin' but a long day
And ain't nothin' but a long way, away
You know the come in all sizes, all shapes (okay)
That's why I had to get a more trunk space
insurance on the trap house, Allstate
Got the trap house pumpin' like a rate
Got the trap house pumpin' an 808
Boom an 808

2]
I could fly around that bitch a tarmac
I just in Cuba need a straw hat
I gotta get the raw back I need a
I put the shit on horseback and my own ranch
From where they don't talk smack, they just snort
I turn your head to an hot sauce pack
I tell the bitch some true lies and some false
Boy I'm drownin' in the like a short stack
Ooh, 187, 211, hockey mask on, Gretzky
my ass off, chain heavy
Your bitch get passed on, chain
Train smoker, smoke never
Had a date with the devil, then I schedule
I'm a trained killer, like a paid
yet Saddam Hussein nephew
Nigga no
from the bottom of my heart
I pull up and paint yo' whole block red
And get out of my car and my art
Then smile at my
My bitch Atlanta got eyes like a Hawk, she see why I'm a boss
I just got another speeding ticket on the
it was parked
Now I don't talk, bitch I don't wanna talk
Lean in my punch, I to spar, anybody want war?
I'm excited to start, get indicted tomorrow, I be out by the morning, before I yawn
Stay in ya' lane, I remind these little boys, this is victory lane, now do I a horn?
The struggle is real, and the too long
I'm writing my will, and I'm my won't's
Lord please, Kilo's
Cause my act like she like Pinot and cheese
I dropped out of class so I'm degrees
I can out-think a shrink, she can deep throat a
I can hijack a brincle, my soda pink
I'm a to freaks
I'm spitting bars, hope my bartap is cheap
I'm a man to reach, I'm newborn and deceased
I'm too hard for this beat, I'm the and the beat
The and the Cheech, my blunt long as a speech
look like a leech, I'm too long for the brief
I'm too wrong for the priest, with this chrome on your teeth get blown out yo' cheek
my bitch mixed, like Long Island Tea
She don't her figure, she don't hide her feet
I'm the nigga, like prodigy
And I'mma shine, like Connery

And life ain't but a long day
And tomorrow ain't nothin' but a long way,