Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Verse

In the rotten apple, take a bite taste the
the world of reality we're faced to learn
Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where thugs
I keep my mug blessed, the evil is illegal substance
mob deep, guns in the black jeep
Mac-11's and legends, cracks in the
Patroller, gold money-folder, gun soldiers
Never sober over, my blood is colder
Niggaz respect so I become it
I'm from it, I done it blunted so run it

Yeah son, you know this is
Take it off [come on dunn, don't even come at me that]
[dunn, come on

Imagine this, no no knife
It's a one on one so now we to fight, son
Imagine this, no gun no
a one on one now we got to fight, yeah
Imagine that, no gun no
a one on one now we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this, no gun no
a one on one, son

Verse

Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean
Brain full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the
you what you never seen, the ips on the mac-10
It's 2:10 in the a.m. in the streets of
Try hard and die
Chances of the game is like tryin to feed allah lard
A walk a piece with a deadly
They want to blow me with the double barrel, no sorrow
I brawl with blanka, caught bison in a
Don't hell your new home, with the blue chrome
Mistakes want me, fellow but raunchy
The soul of a body haunts me, I flee the country
But only to shed for years
Too wild for my own self, help is near
Street was cool but in school I brought a new tool
Toolin with the devil, a rebel, a

Imagine this no guns no
Just a one on one where we got to fight,
Imagine no gun no knife
Just a one on one we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this no gun no
Just a one on one where we got to fight,
this no gun no knife
a one on one, a one on one

Yeah, it to the bridge -- queensbridge

Yo whassup money? [yo yo do you remember face? ]
[yeah yeah, run these, run these]
*sounds of brawl* you down! get broke!]
[no hands, run that, run that, run that, no

three:

I hear walkie-talkies in my sleep
Marked I keep, play the bitches all week
I visualize coups, alligators in
Elevators in my mansion that to the roof
Sippin eighty proof, watchin juice, but up
I see some tryin to roll up, wishin I could fold up
It's hard to see faces in they hoodies, I better boogie
Too late, I tried to swing when jigged me, I'm out...

Yeah yeah kid, don't front, 360 degrees,
That's how it comes at you. queensbridge, that's how we live.
South side, all that. new york, light it up, it up.
Yo yo you saw how I snuffed that [yeah I saw that, I saw that]
You know how we steppin. that's how we do out in the street fight!