Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Come on, on
Come on me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You knew what it took to get here
They say dont stop for no one
So I'm going in my people
what ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the truth
So I solemnly swear, that the truth be I'm thuggin to the day I die
Dipset, it's more than just music now
It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of sweat and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... bigger than Nino Brown

Take a walk, lets
a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm to take you
You dont need homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make 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' what the stars (G4)
mill write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
Switchin' lanes up 7th, Are we racin' the (Harlem)
But the boys stressin', I'm facin' the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
Still prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even (Fuck tomorrow)
Remember movin' bricks, bout ehanas
Or even at the club, an them boys and behind us
I'm chasin' death, closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is
Days out, nights, over in Jersey
In my rare goin' home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
that doubt you won't catch me in traffic
Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet,

Take a walk, lets
Take a journey wit ya' boy and ride
You dont need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm to take you
You dont nothin' homie
And I don't nothin' on me
But a bottle purple and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and yaself at home

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

Take a walk, lets
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat homie
Cause where I'm to take you
You dont nothin' homie
And I don't nothin' on me
But a purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

One... Two, Feds for you
Three... Four, watch the law
Five... Six, If you start bricks
Seven... Eight, hope it ain't weight

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

Take a walk, slide
a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt
Cause where I'm to take you
You dont nothin' homie
And I don't need on me
But a bottle purple and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

my conclusion... See it's the fast life we livin'...
So I'm ah tell you, if you in the lane
keep going cause they right on your heels (Squalieee)
And if they catch you, that's ass...
And if you blink nigga, your life be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
I keep sayin' the rap is like the crack game
we could all end up dead or in jail
They got us surveillance...
And to all my behind the g-wall (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... your nuts if you have to (East Side)
And all the political soldiers that ain't comin' home (RIP Too)
To all my homies, Side...
While you in cell, raise hell to this (Roll Call)
I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' pain (I'm On The Route)
I know what it's like 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 head up and your eyes open...
Stay focused, It's us them
I'd never let take me alive, take me alive..

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