Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Boy Thing

AZ:
Yeah...Where's it at?
From Coke to Dope, it on the outta state strip
Star Trek was the stamp some outer space shit
Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, custom made
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
the work up, more than traffic, who's the first up?
See them young fuck wit that Crack, but be the first stuck
Too on the same block, same talk
In fact they all probably cop from the same
I'm heavy in it, every car got the in it
Dash board Amor Alled up Cherry
Trees mixed wit it, pagers every minute
Play the block smellin' easy miyach, I'm in it
boss playin', respect the lifestyle I'm portrayin'
Play the streets wit a freak up in my loft
Nickel nines, my young duns'll stick you blind
the only way to get doe is if you grind

CHORUS: (AZ)
Some have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the (Feel that)
Locked up major time, or on the block 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)
thugs have all the fame

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

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

AZ:
Control all the mad money, 98 Jag
money, the type killas wanna bag from me
Name ringin' medallion on my swingin'
We mastered, even in the rain slingin'
Turkeys on Thanksgivin', the chips
day trips, bitches just lovin' the dip
Can we live? No safe boxes in the cribs
Just bank accounts, ammounts, fuck a bid
We slow grindin', lady friends
jobs, houses, & cars, but no shinin'
Life or death, learnin' new steps, right from
Preciseness, where I end off you bite the

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

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