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
is the place where I lay my dome
On the streets of the Bronx my family roam

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

like Deja Vu
And I got another clip daze y'all crew
I sip Cristal, Don P, Mo' pistol
'cause I'm pissy, don't mean you should mis doubt

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

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

Niggaz in the call me Lex
I push a Lex and I rock a Rolex
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 you're playin' cards for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe

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

Harlem know 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
This rap shit probably 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,

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

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

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

my toast closer than most niggaz keep they 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 most wanted, front get
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 Dawn' and it's on, no
a eye on yo' bitch when I'm roamin' about
And put a eye on yo' lip, nigga, yo' mouth
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 York niggaz got game
But town niggaz is all the same
Brooklyn niggaz get loot
That's because it's 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
This rap shit probably never would be on
So tell me you from? Uptown, baby, uptown, baby
We gets down, baby, up for the crown,
We down, baby, up for the crown, baby

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

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 world