Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Bronx Expressway

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

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

Nothing less than a Lexus, 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 to back, circle the block a couple of times

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

'Cause my thoughts stay running like thugs from
I've been it under the influence, busting off I'm running into it
See me say he didn't do it, put the nine to his mind and it
'Cause some I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it

Puffing my family, my bitch, my money or my music
killas say he's too sick when he do shit
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 side of town with a blunt in my hand
Soundview, Monroe, Hill, Bronx Dale
Dale, Academy, Lafeyette, Cozy

I'm on the Bronx with 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 crowd, fact file, funny how I never seen a rat smile
My last one of the reasons why I rap now
But still could blaow any nigga acting now

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

Aah Cartagena, hearts in Argentine
My misses slugs to love me, my wife act like
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 catch me then they make up a law
take it no more, niggas is fake to the core
My state pen friends'll leave you broken ore

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

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

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

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

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 they be calling me Exorcist

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

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

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

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

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 Bronx
Partners in these peelan
We the niggas in your dreams
That be ya senseless
So be conscientious, if you
Against us I'ma my gentas

And you nondescripters have to face the consequences
We placentas 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 your cross, slice cigars, light
All day, wyling, freestyling in the
ain't got more drama 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 me down with heavy artillery
Chevies and Willies be chilling in front of every

from Trinity so he raps Forrest
You could the best for us
But you still better place bets on us
The Bronx baby, where the best get

My resting zone, come on nigga test your
I'm blessed with chrome, so leave your vest at
I don't aim for the bitch
necks and domes

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