Luyện nghe bài hát Deja Vu

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

Hoe, damn it, we home, got a nine millimeter
Playa haters can the flame from my heater
I really liked to play a fool like that
But I love to succeed and see foes fall

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

Keep 'em near da fifties and hundreds all
less than that, you keep the change
Not rich but bitch, I'm barely broke
Blessed with flows keep you hooked like dope

Friends me Gunz, sons call me Trife
'Cause I'm quick to slide off and 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

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

New York niggaz got game
But outta town is all the same
Brooklyn niggaz get loot
That's because when it's beef, they scared to shoot

Harlem niggaz how to play
Mack the 600, crazy pay
Niggaz outta Queens got on lock
Strapped with the glock, up in yo' spot

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

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

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

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

Keep my toast than most niggaz keep they own shadow
And I strap for my like a saddle
I rock stones, other niggaz rock
Talk Whatever have you, I'm from Soundview

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

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

New niggaz got crazy game
But outta niggaz is all the same
Brooklyn get crazy loot
That's because when it's beef, they scared to shoot

Harlem niggaz how to play
Mack the 600, gettin' pay
Niggaz Queens got shit on lock
Strapped with the glock, up in yo' spot

But if it wasn't for the
This rap shit probably would be going on
So tell me where you Uptown, baby, uptown, baby
We gets down, baby, up for the crown,
We down, baby, up for the crown, baby

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

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