Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Bronx Expressway

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

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

less than a Lexus, bubble eye with V-V-S's
Trouble minds and times, stacks, I'm trying to double mine
I'm in a six wit dimes and a couple of nines
Me and tracks back to back, circle the a couple of times

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

'Cause my thoughts stay running like 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 times I lose it, give me a gun and I'll it

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

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

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

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

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

Aah Cartagena, breaks hearts in
My misses slugs to love me, my act like Anita
Terror Squad'll die for the
Even if it blowing up things and taking over City Hall

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

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

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

I'm on the Cross with Gunz my man
On the South of town with a brick in my hand
Ave., Cyprus, Hunt's 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 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 I'm showing that my main objective is Benz and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get bigot in
So fierce bitches they be me Exorcist

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

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

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

And a from the deacon as you weaken
And from the Funkmaster Flex dogs shouldn't have been reaching
only one Gunz, from what it's worth
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, Boston Road,

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

Yo, we the avengers
Partners in these peelan
We the monster niggas in your
be stomping ya senseless
So be conscientious, if you
Against us I'ma my gentas

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

The is where you fight for yours
Ice your cross, slice cigars, 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 him open
My holding me down with heavy artillery
Chevies and Willies be chilling in of every facility

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

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

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

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