Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Verse

In the apple, take a bite taste the worm
Embrace the world of we're faced to learn
Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where rest
I keep my mug blessed, the is illegal substance sold
Roll mob deep, in the black jeep
Mac-11's and legends, in the streets
Patroller, gold money-folder, gun happy
Never sober over, my blood is colder
Niggaz respect violence so I it
I'm from it, I done it blunted so run it

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

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

Verse

Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean
full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens
Give you what you seen, the ips on the mac-10
It's in the a.m. in the streets of queens
Try and die hard
Chances of survivin the game is like tryin to allah lard
A walk a with a deadly shadow
They want to blow me with the double barrel, no sorrow
I brawl with blanka, caught in a thinker
Don't make hell your new home, with the chrome
want me, sauve fellow but raunchy
The soul of a cold body haunts me, I the country
But to shed tears for years
Too for my own self, hopin help is near
fightin was cool but in school I brought a new tool
Toolin the devil, a rebel, a fool

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

Yeah, take it to the bridge --

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

three:

I hear jake in my sleep
Marked I keep, play the bitches all week
I visualize coups, in suits
Elevators in my that rises to the roof
eighty proof, watchin juice, but hold up
I see some tryin to roll up, wishin I could fold up
It's hard to see their faces in they hoodies, I 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, it up, light it up.
Yo yo you saw how I that kid? [yeah I saw that, I saw that]
You know how we steppin. how we do out here in the street fight!