Luyện nghe bài hát Deja Vu

New York to the heart but got for all
Lie and die in the fire where I learned to
Uptown is the place I lay my dome
On the streets of the where my family roam

Hoe, it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter
Playa can feel the flame from my heater
I never really liked to play a like that
But I love to and see foes fall flat

Splat Deja Vu
And I got another clip that'll y'all crew
I sip Cristal, Don P, Mo' with
Just 'cause I'm pissy, don't mean you mis doubt

Keep 'em near da and hundreds all arranged
Anything less that, you keep the change
Not filthy but bitch, I'm barely broke
Blessed flows that keep you hooked like dope

call me Gunz, sons call me Trife
'Cause I'm to slide off and slide this dick up in your wife
And life, you should learn how to treat her
I guarantee, Peter how to eat her and beat her

Niggaz in the Bronx me Lex
'Cause I a Lex and I rock a Rolex
And I on Lex' and I love sex
And I wave techs on that be tryin' to flex
Dex, nigga, God rest your soul
But when you're playin' for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe

New York niggaz got crazy
But outta town is all the same
Brooklyn niggaz get crazy
That's because when it's beef, they ain't scared to

Harlem know how to play
the 600, gettin' crazy pay
Niggaz outta got shit on lock
with the glock, runnin' up in yo' spot

But if it for the Bronx
This rap shit never would be going on
So tell me where you from? Uptown, baby, uptown,
We gets down, baby, up for the crown,
We down, baby, up for the crown, baby

Yo, the RM 80 is in the lot
next to the Mercedes, keep the heat cocked
For these blocks that are shady, you're crazy if you around
shit's gravy, stop me? Maybe

I'm livin' life lawless, big investments
On them 8 class and hoes call us
I'm comfortable like Ricarro, two of my life
Walkin' roads, type, narrow, deep which I abide by

high, got my mind's eye, points sharper
Than an arrow high, keep your eye on the sparrow
Riches like the Pharaoh, bought a new
With the snitches for these hoes, full of ammo

Keep my toast closer than most keep they own shadow
And I for my foes like a saddle
I rock stones, other niggaz gravel
Talk shit? Whatever you, I'm from Soundview

most wanted, front get confronted
Playa, we rollin' deep in the one five hundreds
Like Big I., red eyed, mad
You step outside and get blooded, have your block flooded

With the Bronx, it's a warnin', stormin' out
From, 'Dusk Til and it's on, no doubt
Keep a eye on yo' bitch when I'm roamin'
And put a eye on yo' lip, nigga, watch yo'
I'm the Bronx, wipe yo' feet when you step in my house
'Cause a small-time nigga, 'bout a half an ounce now

New niggaz got crazy game
But outta niggaz is all the same
Brooklyn get crazy loot
That's when it's beef, they ain't scared to shoot

Harlem know how to play
Mack the 600, gettin' pay
Niggaz outta Queens got shit on
Strapped with the glock, runnin' up in yo'

But if it wasn't for the
This rap probably never would be going on
So tell me where you Uptown, baby, uptown, baby
We gets down, baby, up for the crown,
We gets down, baby, up for the crown,

Peter Gunz like what? The Lord Tariq is like
Soundview like One-seventy-fourth like what?
Money like what? The Gun Runners like what?
And KNS like And Uptown like what?

Shaolin, play, on
Strong Isle, play, on and a
Mt. Vern, play on
And Yonkers, play on and a
it down for N.Y., ya know what I mean?
N.Y. and wide