Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Come on, on
Come on me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You never knew it took to get here
They say life dont for no one
So I'm back in my people
This what ya'll right? You said you wanted the truth
So I solemnly swear, that the be told I'm thuggin to the day I die
It's Dipset, it's than just music now
It's a way of life, it's than the 200 hundred years of blood sweat and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger Nino Brown

Take a walk, slide
a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt
Cause I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin'
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' off and make yaself at home

It of been a obsession, Had to make it large (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed with the (Down South)
Now it's private jets, smokin' haze the stars (G4)
Quarter write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
lanes up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
But the boys still stressin', I'm facin' the (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
Still to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even manana (Fuck tomorrow)
Remember movin' bricks, bout ehanas
Or even at the club, an them and then behind us
I'm chasin' death, closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is
Days out, Harlem nights, over in
In my rare view home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't me in traffic
tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet, bastidd

Take a walk, lets
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets
You dont even need a seat belt
where I'm bout to take you
You dont nothin' homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple and my weed smoke homie
I just you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

Now I'm the leader of the pack, Can't to think back
How I was to sell crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn)
When they about my influence, I thought of uncle Ricky (Uncle Ricky Wha's Good)
He used to call up on his flip, he snortin' on his shit
The same life had me gas'd, I bought my first vic
I was heavy on the gas, when I bought my first
I I was the shit, you couldn't tell me nothing
I was 16, I told the "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me Nigga)
Just any suits, up to club in Beamer coups
Gettin' (Gettin' Cash)
We livin' (Fast)
Different women night, couple of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches)
I just (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen)
I almost got wiped out on the wave, Thought 11 was
For the prices of the yay (Fuck The Up)
The hustlas, they the saga of the story (I Know The Story)
We live sucka free and show to authority

Take a walk, slide
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat homie
Cause where I'm bout to you
You need nothin' homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple and my weed smoke homie
I just you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

One... Two, comin' for you
Three... Four, Betta' the law
Five... Six, If you pumpin' bricks
Seven... Eight, hope it heavy weight

Ferrari dreams, feds spooked me in my
I to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame)
So a scared to go to sleep
the day break, I'm tearin' up the street
Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' like the off's
Top goin' 40 on the floor, with the off
12 car convoyed a road of race cars
Till' the pilot give me 5 before he take off (Roll Up)

Take a walk, lets
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont need a seat belt homie
Cause I'm bout to take you
You dont need homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and yaself at home

That's my conclusion... See it's the fast we livin'...
So I'm ah you, if you in the left lane
keep going cause they right on your nigga (Squalieee)
And if catch you, that's your ass...
And if you nigga, your life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
I keep sayin' the rap game is the crack game
Cause we all end up dead or in jail
They got us surveillance...
And to all my niggas behind the (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... your nuts if you have to (East Side)
And all the political soldiers that never comin' home (RIP Too)
To all my homies, Side...
While you in your cell, raise to this (Roll Call)
I do this for (Dipset)... I feel ya' pain (I'm On The Same Route)
I what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to deal cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
Survival, It's all about the (We Gotta' Eat)...
So I this to you (My Soldiers)
Keep your head up and eyes open...
focused, It's us against them
I'd let them take me alive, take me alive..

Take a wit ya' boy, let's ride..