Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Bronx Expressway

Yeah, yeah, one more time, seventies shit, got the
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
It's just leaning and shit, seventies, the Tariq

Aiyyo, I been through many places, many things
Seen the eyes of many faces from New York to
To the on Rolexes, not a racist or sexist
And the is the Lord, none 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 dimes and a couple of nines
Me and tracks back to back, circle the block a 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 bust enough 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 through it under the influence, busting off I'm into it
See me say he didn't do it, put the nine to his 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 when he do shit
But I'm on new shit and it's too late the fuse lit
I treat my nine like a new bitch and the shit do kick,

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

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

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

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

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

My shit is raw straight from the 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 negative ore

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Joey from so he raps Forrest
You could save the for us
But you better place 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 your vest at home
I aim for the chest bitch
Strictly and domes

I'm on the Cross Bronx with uh three of my
Running up in your 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