Luyện nghe bài hát Chest To Chest

Chorus: L O X chest to chest to back
Glock for mac for mac
Dope and crack is what we sling do you talk about
Player fuck around and catch a in ya mouth!
Verse Jadakiss
It's a shame he can rhyme nigga loves
Every late night he outside the nine
You ain't got chips the world
You got chips you can fuck the next mans
Sounds but they been ripped apart my world
Where thugs can rule, and crack was cool
Knocked off hundred-packs, brought to school
No diploma, weed aroma, nigga coma
Know the tricks in the see my ass on the corner
You ain't ate shit 'till y'all tasted
Had my mom Jay don't waste your life
But me and my ace is tight moving at night
your nights, you see Narc's jet
I'll meet you on the corner in the doin' sets
And when it's dark again, let the nine's spark again
Y'all know the dogs, niggaz movin out the fog
And when it's war we ain't to call on the Lord
I'll hit 'em like the board when I 'em with my sword
You what you hear so nigga, press record
From on out we ain't tryin to be ignored
LOX drops shit that makes niggaz mop
You pop shit, nigga, pop clips!
Two: Style Paniro
Too many niggaz is shaky, life is
I act like this 'cause they make me, probably me
Nigga, I'm in the dictionary me up
art from my heart, baby, cook me up
I'm the crack in your deck
I'm the burner on your waist that'll the place wet
I'm the money in the safe that'll pay the debt
I'm the jewels on your neck that'll make these bitches give head
I'm the three in the morning you take to the head
I'm that car you snatched when you first got bread
I'm that spot that you got when you was from the Feds
I'm the heart of the page of that book you read
I'm the ground that all that shit that you bled
Styles, physically and
Goin' for the gold 'cause I paid the
You ain't a of me, y'all ain't seen the enemy
Thinking of bending me but I'm on the
When I fly back in, I hope you're
Coming to tear y'all niggaz in

Seen the we battling all laws
Three: Sheek Luchion
Y'all must wanna die fucking wit' Sheek Luchi
This here is the roof we droppin' niggaz off
Goodbye, see you in your when
You come back as a pussy and I you again
Respect come not from teks, it comes from niggaz who checks
To get y'all niggaz out of big debts
With paper, I'm sure y'all will never see me sweat
in my linen when I'm spinning with whip up
Pass niggaz and watch faces frown like a pit bull
The shit we crush niggaz sniff into their groove
to move
Gleaming like looking for change
But ain't no dollars there it's that sack fuckin' with you
No before we hit you where the good lord split you
to work you kidding me, you know the difference in the cash

For years too many niggaz must been dumb
Where we from, niggaz been hustling
sneaker money working for crumbs, pullin' in sums
If time don't stop why should we you your spliff
You work come on I got an assignment to give
year I need 97 gats, 97 cars
Swear to God this year I'm gonna fuck 97
And if I short, it ain't no slack off my shoulder
I'm waiting for this last to get a little older
What LOX niggaz, DJ Clue, 'till the death