Luyện nghe bài hát Back At You

Ashes to dust to dust
steel gats
never rust big till bust you could
blessed wit the real of life
just
you couldn't fight me wit strongest mic
layed down eyes visualize bad reception
maced your souped your upperbody section
I like a 2 2 bullet
your body repped to the fullest
Queensbridge
the hollow tip crew
blue slips, ships, you talk shit I follow through
once the is sent
I get bent, but still planted
no second thoughts, 'cause my conscience is
for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I that mug red(mug red)
I'm like cancer cant catch me 'cause I spread(done spread)
door dead, enough said from the scene I fled
wit the paranoid thoughts runnin round my
It's like that war, project niggas strike it's on
what the fuck you sick I'll be back
wit the gat and temper end your era
your set you up you betta dead-her
hunger for the cheddar big ends and
sours alcohol consumption
why you runnin we
do to the the infamous is bumpin
ice real son you

It's like that war, project strike back it's on
the fuck you sick, I'll be right back

right to the fact that
here take that, back at you
goin at to
already ran
wasn't hard to capture, what is it that goin after
the fourty-fifth make your clothes damper
put in the
the Infamous is movin stainless
crime-tainin, to all my hold your bangin
live in action, if you weere dapped then relax
what the fuck you said? I be back real maxin
blastin, terrin up Fila fashion
give him what he askin feelin know what happened
back at the cabin, be at the round table
spread team plannin, expansion
slap a nigga opened handly something foul
for tryin to slow down, my pile a hundred mile
I can recall the days, juvenile crime
14 old, shorty from round way
brick ass cold, puffin night to day
but why did my life have to be way
I rock suits, flavors like mixed fruits
my loot give recoup in my suit
you try to troop me to the island
I known for whylin
back in New York, my shortie's got the cash
peep this on some knowns and shit
so much drama, who the fuck who we got beef wit
lift you up off feet like ski lift
for packin big
who riff but nigga you riff
then Im on the next life bent in the clouds
on my way souh for international crowds