Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Come on, on
Come on give me that double give me that double, it to me
You never knew what it to get here
They say life stop for no one
So I'm going back in my
This ya'll wanted 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, more than just music now
It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of blood and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino

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 need nothin' homie
And I don't need on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at

It must of been a obsession, Had to make it (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed with the (Down South)
Now it's private jets, smokin' haze what the (G4)
Quarter mill 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, paranoid bout
Or even at the club, an them boys and then us
I'm death, gettin' closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is
out, Harlem nights, over in Jersey
In my rare view home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't catch me in
tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet, bastidd

Take a walk, slide
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm to take you
You dont need 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 make at home

Now I'm the of the pack, Can't help to think back
How I was eager to crack, I thought 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 snortin' on his
The same life had me gas'd, when I bought my 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 me fuck em" (Feel Me Nigga)
Just any suits, up to club in Beamer coups
Gettin' (Gettin' Cash)
We fast (Fast)
Different women every night, of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches)
I just (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen)
I got wiped out on the wave, Thought 11 was tsunami
For the prices of the yay (Fuck The Up)
The hustlas, they know the saga of the story (I The Story)
We sucka free and show problems to authority

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

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

Ferrari dreams, spooked me in my nightmare
I tried to 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' the play off's
Top goin' 40 on the floor, the safe off
12 car convoyed a full of race cars
Till' the pilot give me 5 before he take off (Roll Up)

Take a walk, slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets
You dont even a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to you
You dont need nothin'
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 make at home

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

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