Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Boy Thing

AZ:
Yeah...Where's it at?
From Coke to Dope, gettin' it on the state strip
Star Trek was the stamp some outer space shit
Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, custom shit
or hate it, had two bitches playin' day shit
Kept a cheese line security, 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 cats fuck wit that Crack, but be the first
Too on the same block, same talk
In fact all probably cop from the same spot
I'm heavy in it, every car got the in it
Dash board Alled up Cherry scented
Trees mixed wit it, pagers every minute
Play the smellin' easy miyach, I'm buried in it
It's 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
Told the way to get doe is if you grind

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

AZ:
So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all
Cars we all drove, we all know
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, & vice, watch me blow
It's shifty, brought fam to get ill wit me
To many 50/50 niggas tryin' to wit me, build wit me
my connects still hit me
What nigga? Nine on the cut, shit is
What makes a man? Most y'all niggas fakin' y'all
Wrong shit up in you cake mix takin' grams
If you a do it like the hustlas do
Clientel before you try stretchin' your stew
Big boys for large sums
up, strategize, watch the cars come
It's all a game, never get in the fame, or short your change
Boy is a slang for Dope, is Cocaine
You no name, knock a Ki of in a week
Through word of came the clout, now I'm hurtin' streets

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

AZ:
all the mad money, 98 Jag money
Brag money, the type wanna bag from me
Name ringin' medallion on my swingin'
We mastered, even in the rain slingin'
on Thanksgivin', lovin' the chips
Seven day trips, bitches lovin' the dip
Can we live? No more safe boxes in the
Just bank accounts, different ammounts, a bid
We grindin', lady friends co-signin'
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
While thugs feel all the pain (You know)
Locked up doin' time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught
in the
a boy thing (Woar)
Some thugs have all the
While some thugs 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
like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, dope thinkin', niggas gnawin' off
shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, the fuck? We
out