Luyện nghe bài hát Ante Up (remix)

Take minks off, take off
chains off, take rings off
Braclets is yapped, came off
Ante up, off

Fool you want, we stiflin' fools
Fool what you want? Your life or your
The rules, back 'em next thing clap 'em down
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, now, now

Brownsville, home of the
Put in work in the like a slave
Keep a dress code, always in this stress mode
That will send you to your grave, so?

You think I don't that? Blow
Nigga that, blow, nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that
From the street cousin, you know the
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou of a mil

Ante up, yap that
Ante up, kidnap that
It's the perfect timin', you see the man
Get up off god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh, yap fool oh
up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

Them you know, ain't friendly
jewels you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good, you creep a small hood
Goons comin' up a cut for your goods and they all should

Ante up yap fool
You want big money, kidnap fool
If you up in the club, back out your pis tal
them fools at the bar for that cristal money

The '87 stick up what you niggas sayin'?
Get the up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin'
It's flash that time bang, bang time
Ante up, nigga, it's time

Hand over the ring, take over the
Gimme the fuckin' watch I pop one in your brain
Stop playin' these games with me
1 7 1 8, dangerously, nigga

Ante up, yap that
Ante up, kidnap fool
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up, off god damn diamonds' huh

up, oh, yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh, that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

I'ma, street regulator, true hater
Get back down, make your ass a mack hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed
Hats, food, booze, essentials,

Code of the streets, who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the
Put in your jeep, respect the streets
the L I L F A M, M E, E

Yeah nigga Danze, you a chance
'Cuz I blazed man, I'm in the wrong
He said he was
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all

So? Fuck you, honor check my persona
I'm strong enough for old and marijuana
I'ma do what I wanna, as kept
Raise hell I was tired of stress, yes Lord

Ante up, yap fool
up, kidnap that fool
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them god damn huh

up, oh yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him zap him, yap him, zap him

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
The fuck, the fuck, the
Nigga what the fuck, the fuck, what the fuck
Ha, what family, first family