Luyện nghe bài hát Deja Vu

New York to the heart but got for all
Lie and die in the fire where I to ball
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 haters can feel the flame from my
I really liked to play a fool like that
But I love to and see foes fall flat

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

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

Friends call me Gunz, call me Trife
I'm quick to slide off and slide this dick up in your wife
And that's life, you should 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 rock a
And I on Lex' and I love sex
And I wave techs on sets that be tryin' to
Like Dex, nigga, God rest your
But when you're cards for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe

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

Harlem niggaz know how to
the 600, gettin' crazy pay
Niggaz outta Queens got on lock
Strapped the glock, runnin' 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 gets down, baby, up for the crown,

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

I'm livin' life lawless, makin' big
On them 8 class flawless and call 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, points
Than an arrow high, keep your eye on the sparrow
Riches like the Pharaoh, bought a new
With the for these hoes, trunk full of ammo

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

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

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

New York niggaz got 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, crazy pay
Niggaz outta Queens got shit on
Strapped the glock, runnin' up in yo' spot

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

Gunz like what? The Lord Tariq is like what?
Soundview like One-seventy-fourth like what?
Boss like what? 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 for N.Y., ya know what I mean?
N.Y. and wide