Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Bronx Expressway

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

Aiyyo, I been through many places, done things
Seen the eyes of many faces New York to Texas
To the faces on Rolexes, not a or sexist
And the best is the Lord, the less is Gunz

Nothing than 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 of nines
Me and back to back, circle the block a couple of times

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

'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 didn't do it, put the nine to his and blew it
'Cause some I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it

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

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

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

Play rap loud, business
Wit the crack crowd, fact file, funny how I seen a rat smile
My last trial's one of the why I rap now
But still could blaow any nigga irate now

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

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

My shit is raw straight the Panama shores
If the feds can't catch me then make up a law
Cant take it no more, niggas is fake to the
My state pen friends'll leave you broken ore

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

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

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

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

Gunz ain't really knowing I'm really going
And feeling I'm showing that my main objective is and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get in Texases
So fierce bitches be calling me Exorcist

Far the devil, I'm God I mean I'm Gunz
And I shine like sun, rhyme like none, my gun
Got beef with this nigga with hits and
and shit, run around here switching shit

Telling people don't play that, you gotta this
Telling school you ain't saying that, you gotta say
You wear that, you gotta 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 me and mine from eating you need a doctor
With a hundred gauze pads nigga to you from leaking

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

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

I'm on the Cross Bronx 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
in these peelan adventures
We the niggas in your dreams
That be ya senseless
So be conscientious, if you
Against us I'ma call my

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

The is where you fight for yours
Ice cross, slice cigars, light cigars
All day, wyling, in the hallways
Broadway ain't got more than Watson off of Colgate

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

Joey from so he raps Forrest
You could the best for us
But you better place your bets on us
The Bronx baby, the best get blown

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

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

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