Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

It's all the 6 figgas
You ballin' nigga if you got figgas

I got my AK nigga, and I'm to blast it
Game tight like elastic wit a block [unverified] murder it
Eraser, Baby Gangsta, V.L.
I'm on a trail to Hell, before I go I 6 figgas

Uptown is where you catch me doin' dirt, gun
Nuts hangin', for sho', me short and I'm bangin'
I ain't no ho, my heart don't pump water, it liquor
Watch your step, I'll hit ya, I promise I'll ya

Click-clack, everything I got hollow slugs
I'm the definition of a thug, my whole sellin' drugs
Ain't no love, if ya outside the CMB, we risin', Lexus and big body
Got them thangs for ten a key, niggas think we tellin' tales

But on the real, we got whole thangs for half a
F.B.I. tryin' to nail, but our click up smooth
Whatever you do, or how you do, all on you
Hot Boy, 16, wit G's

This rap game is the life, nigga ya believe
What I go through and what I see, amazin'
On the slick, six ounces, top twenty, I'm calculatin'
Hoes masturbation, shit's a trip

But I'm 'bout moola, fetti, cheese, green, my
Nigga don't slip, I got 10 clips and I flip for it
Nigga believe rip a nigga shit for it

In my city it's a struggle, you to live large
But you step or get on, times is hard
get real, head get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to live
But you step or get stepped on, times is
Shit get real, head get bust, blood
It's havin' thangs, that's why I want a mill

Nigga, don't you trip 'cause I done up on a lick
And I'm thirty gram ounces for six
I got the sewed up now, come to me
I'll take ya to B., he down to ten a key

We got coke floatin' through U.P.T.
totin', locin', in the GS3 bubble
In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, block
Nigga let the age fool ya

Head bussa, Hot Boy, baller
The AK I is used for manslaughter
My is to be respected, or ya neck come off
'Cause Uptown, no hesitation to set it off

it up, release safety, and bust
Retaliation is a must, I don't give a
I'm niggas, that's on the real, so wuz happenin'
I'm full of that dope, scratchin', and I'm that action

Is you 'bout that action, if not, clear a
I'm mad, I a nigga and an ounce is all he had
That's sad, you stun'n, ya wig
Doin' that hustlin', ain't comin' up on shit

the reason, bein' on the block all day
You ain't got to lay, that nickel and dime pay
You'll do better grabbin' a K, ready to spray
Make a muthafucka day, be ready to spray

In my it's a struggle, you hustle to live large
But you step or get stepped on, times is
Shit get real, head get bust, spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I a mill

Spark the beef up like a lighter, I'm a rap writer
time I spit, I get tighter and tighter
Keep it when I flow, hollow points I throw
Quick to chop a nigga down like a fuckin' mow

Playin' a flow the limit, in this music business
Come wit shit, ya gotta listen, 'til the song finished
Young menace, Girbauds and Reebok tennis
know if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin'

Can't calm me down, 'cause I'm Uptown
Call me, it's war wit an army, wit Tommy
Wit drums, a plus shots comin' from 'em
I don't give a fuck, if I did 'em, I done 'em

Take notes, bitches try to be close
Silent you got money, but naughty when ya broke
Bustas wanna be ya boys they know ya got coke
I stand all the time, bitch niggas catch a poke

I hustle hard for what I want, if I don't then I'm a nigga
Wit no money on my block you a joke nigga
I rap now, I put aside coke nigga
But if I gotta, I my duct tape and my rope nigga

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you step or get stepped on, is hard
Shit get real, head get bust, spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, why I want a mill

I want a mil mil ticket
(Gettin' wicked)
On the real, V.L., my Big Moe, 2-2-3
L.T., Adam, G.A., Ten

EightBall, Derek, Turk, Hot Boys
My nigga got the Hummer
For the