Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Boy Thing

AZ:
Yeah...Where's it at?
From Coke to Dope, gettin' it on the outta strip
Star Trek was the stamp pass some outer shit
Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, made shit
Love or hate it, had two bitches day shit
Kept a line security, holdin' three nines
I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin' on the decline
Whip the work up, than traffic, who's the first up?
See them young fuck wit that Crack, but be the first stuck
Too many on the same block, talk
In fact they all probably cop from the same
I'm heavy in it, car got the celli in it
Dash board Amor Alled up scented
Trees mixed wit it, different pagers minute
Play the block easy miyach, I'm buried in it
It's boss playin', respect the lifestyle I'm
Play the streets wit a freak up in my loft
Nickel nines, my prime young duns'll stick you
Told the only way to get doe is if you

Nature (AZ)
Some thugs have all the
While some thugs all the pain (Feel that)
Locked up doin' major time, or on the still caught in the game
It's a boy thing (Morphine, Nine...Yeah)
the dope game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it)
Some thugs have all the (We got this)
Some have all the fame

AZ:
So now platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold
Cars we all drove, we all know
Shorts in the summertime, minks for the
Bitch ass niggas got snitched on the low
It's funny how the Feds knew where to go
It's our price, dope & vice, me blow
It's real shifty, fam to get ill wit me
To 50/50 niggas tryin' to chill wit me, build wit me
Plus my connects hit me
What nigga? on the cut, shit is crispy
What a man? Most y'all niggas fakin' y'all hand
Wrong up in you cake mix takin' your grams
If you a hustla do it like the do
Clientel first you try stretchin' your stew
Big boys play for large
Stack up, strategize, watch the cars
It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short change
Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is
You no name, knock a Ki of work in a
Through word of mouth the clout, now I'm hurtin' streets

CHORUS: (AZ)
Some have all the luck (Wha)
While some feel all the pain (You know?)
Locked up major time (Double digits), or on the block still caught
in the
It's a boy (3-5-7, 9 and a half)
It's the game (Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown)

AZ:
Control all the mad money, 98 Jag
Brag money, the killas wanna bag from me
ringin' medallion on my chain swingin'
We mastered, soldiers even in the rain
on Thanksgivin', lovin' the chips
Seven day trips, bitches lovin' the dip
Can we live? No more boxes in the cribs
bank accounts, different ammounts, fuck a bid
We grindin', lady friends co-signin'
Legit jobs, houses, & cars, but no
Life or death, learnin' new steps, from left
Preciseness, where I end off you the rest

CHORUS: (AZ)
Some thugs have all the
some thugs feel all the pain (You know)
Locked up major time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught
in the
It's a boy (Woar)
Some have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the pain (It's this)
Locked up major time (It's on & on & on), or on the block still
caught in the
It's a boy

AZ:
don't stop... Wha... You know the kings, we know the kings, it's
like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, thinkin', niggas gnawin' off this
shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, What the We
out