Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Verse

In the rotten apple, a bite taste the worm
Embrace the world of we're faced to learn
connection drug bust, graveyards where thugs rest
I keep my mug blessed, the evil is substance sold
mob deep, guns in the black jeep
Mac-11's and legends, in the streets
Patroller, money-folder, gun happy soldiers
Never sober takin over, my blood is
respect violence so I become it
I'm it, I even done it blunted so run it

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

Imagine this, no no knife
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,
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 fiend, with a mean dream
full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens
Give you what you seen, the ips on the mac-10
2:10 in the a.m. in the streets of queens
Try and die hard
Chances of survivin the game is like tryin to feed lard
A walk a with a deadly shadow
They want to blow me the double barrel, found no sorrow
I brawl blanka, caught bison in a thinker
Don't make hell your new home, with the blue
Mistakes want me, fellow but raunchy
The soul of a cold haunts me, I flee the country
But only to shed for years
Too wild for my own self, help is near
Street fightin was cool but in school I a new tool
Toolin the devil, a rebel, a fool

Imagine this no no knife
a one on one where we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this no gun no
Just a one on one we got to fight, yeah
Imagine no gun no knife
a one on one where we got to fight, yeah
Imagine 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 [break you down! get broke!]
[no hands, run that, run that, run that, no

three:

I hear walkie-talkies in my sleep
Marked money I keep, play the bitches all
I visualize coups, alligators in
Elevators in my that rises to the roof
Sippin eighty proof, watchin juice, but up
I see some brothers 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 they jigged me, I'm out...

yeah kid, don't front, 360 degrees, knowhati'msayin?
That's how it comes back at you. queensbridge, 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. that's how we do out here in the fight!