Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Bronx Expressway

Yeah, yeah, one more time, shit, got the lean
Shit is leaning, it's to the left, it's just leaning,
Like, like he gave it a bag of or a bag of that Tango and Cash
It's just leaning and shit, seventies, the Tariq

Aiyyo, I been many places, done many things
Seen the eyes of faces from New York to Texas
To the faces on Rolexes, not a racist or
And the is the Lord, none the less is Gunz

Nothing less a Lexus, bubble eye with V-V-S's
Trouble minds and troubled times, stacks, I'm trying to double
I'm in a six wit double dimes and a couple of
Me and tracks back to back, circle the block a couple of

And we searching for nigga to try, I'm bubbling mine
If we don't get him now we will in due time
I bust enough shots to him two times, I do crimes
I get caught my mind's defending my son's rhymes

'Cause my stay running like thugs from one-time
been through it under the influence, busting off I'm running into it
See me say he do it, put the nine to his mind and blew it
'Cause some times I it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it

Puffing with my family, my bitch, my or my music
Making killas say he's too sick he do shit
But I'm on some new shit and it's too late the lit
I treat my nine like a new bitch and the do kick, word

I'm on the Cross with Fat Joe and my man
On the East side of town with a in my hand
Soundview, Monroe, Castle Hill, Bronx
Dale, Academy, Lafeyette, Cozy

I'm on the Cross with Fat Joe and my man
On the side of town with a blunt in my hand
Commonwealth, Theriott, Plains, Randall
Omestead, Bointain, Colgate,

rap loud, politicking business
Wit the crack crowd, fact file, funny how I never seen a rat
My last trial's one of the why I rap now
But still blaow any nigga acting irate now

Fucking with worse than ducking police
After puffing some trees I'll probably be your niece
Murdering beats the days of permanent crease
Been around the seen grams converted to keys

Aah Cartagena, hearts in Argentine
My slugs to love me, my wife act like Anita
Squad'll die for the cause
Even if it means blowing up and taking over City Hall

My shit is raw straight from the shores
If the feds catch me then they make up a law
Cant take it no more, is fake to the core
My state pen friends'll leave you negative ore

Bet it all on the Terror Squad click from
Real Bronx niggas that's heartless that spark
Regardless, niggas shouldn't tried that shit
That's why gotta die like this

I'm on the Cross with Gunz my man
On the South side of town with a in my hand
Forest, Melrose, McKinley, the boulevard,
Patterson,

I'm on the Cross Bronx with my man
On the South side of town a brick in my hand
Brook Ave., Cyprus, Hunt's Point, Saint John, Vil.
Trinity, Creston,

I had a dream that a team had a scheme the beam
On my like a infrared he's dead but I redeem
Now, I'm back nigga, it's on
Run nigga, Joe nigga, Pun nigga, nigga

motherfuckers ain't really knowing I'm really going
And feeling I'm showing that my objective is Benz and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get bigot in
So fierce bitches they be calling me

Far from the devil, I'm God I I'm Gunz
And I like sun, rhyme like none, find my gun
Got beef with this with hits and shit
Chips and shit, run around switching shit

Telling people don't play that, you gotta play
school you ain't saying that, you gotta say this
You can't wear that, you wear this
Well, hear this, I'll go in yo and leave you earless, fearless

The thing between us if you stop my cream
Is a glock nineteen and I'ma pop steam
Trying to stop me and mine from eating you a doctor
a hundred gauze pads nigga to stop you from leaking

And a from the deacon as you weaken
And words from the Funkmaster dogs shouldn't have been reaching
There's only one Gunz, from what it's
That's me, that's it, burying shit, right in the

I'm on the Cross Bronx Big Pun and my man
On the West side of town with a gun in my
174th, Ave, Bryant, Longfellow, Hoe Ave.
Crotona Park, Road, Prospect

I'm on the Bronx with Big Pun and my man
On the West side of town a gun in my hand
Lambert, Tremont, Concousre, Ave.
3rd Ave, Ogden, Webster,

Yo, we the avengers
Partners in peelan adventures
We the niggas in your dreams
That be ya senseless
So be conscientious, if you
Against us call my gentas

And you nondescripters gonna to face the consequences
We large and you small change
Hitting long range, wrong gauge
Leaving niggas John Blaze, crime pays if you nice with

The is where you fight for yours
Ice your cross, slice cigars, light
All day, wyling, freestyling in the
Broadway got more drama than Watson off of Colgate

This ain't the old days shorties was busting, ain't no joking
Some nigga me a German, I had to bust him open
My brothers holding me with heavy artillery
Chevies and Willies be chilling in front of facility

Joey Trinity so he raps Forrest
You save the best for us
But you still better your bets on us
The Bronx baby, the best get blown

My resting zone, come on nigga your throne
I'm with chrome, so leave your vest at home
I aim for the chest bitch
Strictly necks and

I'm on the Cross Bronx uh three of my mens
Running up in your with a mack in my hand
Pure energy, checkmate, Thunder, Obsession
Fiction, Purple Rain, Punisher, South side

I'm on the Bronx with uh, three of my mens
Running up in your spot with a mack in my
ATL, LA, Chicago,
DC, Carolinas, Boston, NY