Luyện nghe bài hát Deja Vu

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, the RM 80 is in the lot
Right next to the Mercedes, the heat cocked
For these blocks that are shady, crazy if you walk around
Thinking gravy, stop me? Maybe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 know I mean?
N.Y. and world