Luyện nghe bài hát Back At You

Ashes to dust to dust
steel gats
never rust big till you could touch
blessed wit the real side of
just
you fight me wit your strongest mic
layed down niggas eyes bad reception
maced your souped your upperbody section
I travel a 2 2 bullet
throughout your body repped to the
Queensbridge
representin the tip crew
blue slips, seen ships, you talk I follow through
the kite is sent
I might get bent, but planted
no second thoughts, my conscience is demandin
for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I that mug red(mug red)
I'm like cant catch me 'cause I done spread(done spread)
door dead, enough said from the scene I fled
wit the paranoid thoughts runnin my head
It's like that war, project niggas back it's on
the fuck you sick I'll be right back
wit the gat and end your motherfuckin era
your shortie set you up you betta
for the cheddar big ends and better
Armeretto sours alcohol
why you we thumpin
do to the fact the infamous is
ice son you frontin

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

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