Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Come on, on
on give me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You never knew what it to get here
say life dont stop for no one
So I'm back in my people
This ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the truth
So I solemnly swear, the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die
It's Dipset, more than just music now
a way of life, it's more 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 where I'm bout to you
You dont need homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle juice and my weed smoke homie
I need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

It must of been a obsession, Had to make it (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed the huds (Down South)
Now it's private jets, smokin' what the stars (G4)
Quarter write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
Switchin' up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
But the still 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, paranoid bout
Or even at the club, an them and then behind us
I'm chasin' death, closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
outside, but the work is dirty
Days out, Harlem nights, over in
In my rare view goin' home the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't me in traffic
Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet,

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

Now I'm the leader of the pack, Can't help to think
How I was to sell crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn)
When they talk 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 bought my whip
I thought I was the shit, you tell me nothing
I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me em" (Feel Me Nigga)
any suits, pullin' up to club in Beamer coups
Gettin' (Gettin' Cash)
We fast (Fast)
Different women every night, couple of bitches (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 of the yay (Fuck The City Up)
The hustlas, they know the saga of the (I Know The Story)
We sucka free and show problems to authority

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

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

Ferrari dreams, feds me in my nightmare
I tried to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my (Livin' For The Fame)
So a nigga scared to go to
Until the day break, I'm tearin' up the
Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' the play off's
Top 40 on the floor, with the safe 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 journey wit ya' boy and lets
You dont even need a seat homie
where I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin'
And I don't nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke
I just need you in the zone, ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

That's my conclusion... See it's the fast we livin'...
So I'm ah tell you, if you in the left
keep going cause they on your heels nigga (Squalieee)
And if they catch you, that's ass...
And if you blink nigga, 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
got us under surveillance...
And to all my behind the g-wall (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... Shake your 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 ya'll (Dipset)... I ya' pain (I'm On The Same Route)
I know what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
Survival, all about the struggle (We Gotta' Eat)...
So I dedicate to you (My Soldiers)
Keep head up and your eyes open...
focused, It's us against them
I'd never let them take me alive, me alive..

Take a journey wit ya' boy, ride..