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 leaning, dribbling
Like, he gave it a bag of dugy or a bag of that Tango and Cash
It's 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 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 of nines
Me and tracks back to back, circle the block a of times

And we for this nigga 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
I've been it under the influence, busting off I'm running into it
See me say he didn't do it, put the to his mind and blew it
'Cause some times I lose it, give me a gun and I'll it

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

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

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

Play rap loud, politicking
Wit the crack crowd, fact file, funny how I seen a rat smile
My last one of the reasons why I rap now
But still could blaow any nigga acting now

with me's worse than ducking police
After puffing some trees probably be abducting your niece
Murdering since the days of permanent crease
Been the block seen grams converted to keys

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

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

Bet it all on the Terror click from Forrest
Real Bronx niggas that's heartless that spark
Regardless, niggas shouldn't have tried 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 brick in my
Forest, Melrose, McKinley, the boulevard,
Patterson,

I'm on the Cross Bronx with 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 scheme the beam
On my head a infrared he's dead but I redeem
Now, I'm back nigga, it's on
Run nigga, Joe nigga, Pun nigga, nigga

Gunz motherfuckers ain't really I'm really going
And feeling I'm showing my main objective is Benz and Lexuses
Cop Rolexeses, get in Texases
So bitches they 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 nigga with hits and shit
Chips and shit, run around here shit

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

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

And a prayer from the deacon as you
And words from the Funkmaster Flex dogs 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 Bronx with 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 side of town with a gun in my
Lambert, Tremont, Concousre, Ave.
3rd Ave, Ogden, Webster,

Yo, we the avengers
in these peelan adventures
We the monster niggas in dreams
That be ya senseless
So be conscientious, if you
us I'ma call my gentas

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

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

This ain't the old days shorties was busting, no fucking 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 every

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

My resting zone, come on test your throne
I'm blessed with chrome, so leave vest at home
I don't aim for the chest
Strictly and domes

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

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