Luyện nghe bài hát Chest To Chest

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

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

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