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 of the Bronx 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 succeed and see foes fall

Splat Deja Vu
And I got another clip daze y'all crew
I sip Cristal, Don P, Mo' pistol
Just 'cause I'm pissy, mean you should mis doubt

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

Friends me Gunz, sons 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

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

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

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

But if it wasn't for the
This rap shit probably 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 cocked
For these that are shady, you're crazy if you walk around
Thinking shit's gravy, me? Maybe

I'm life lawless, makin' 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 eye, points sharper
Than an gettin' high, keep your eye on the sparrow
Riches like the Pharaoh, a new five
With the snitches for these hoes, full of ammo

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

Bronx wanted, front 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 it's on, no
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 you step in my house
'Cause you'se a small-time nigga, 'bout a half an now

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

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

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 down, baby, up for the crown, baby
We down, baby, up for the crown, baby

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

Shaolin, play, on
Isle, play, 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