Luyện nghe bài hát Q.u. Hectic

I my eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man
And to use my hands for protection
In scuffles, throw all my in doubles
I'm coming from Queens carrying guns in couples
And wilding, a Q-U
From Lefrak to Rockaway back to
Black only crack sales makin niggas act like that
Back in the days we scrap, now you lay on your back
As things changed with time I in my knuckles for a Mac-10
And rather live the life of
With my Bed-Stuy connected in two
It's liable to start shit too for you
Peace to, Baisley, get down
And you outta town represent your ground
Them bleed just like us so show em where we come from
Queens; leavin niggas Son
The Mobb gets

Shit is for real up in we get hectic
Shit is for real we abouts to get

As we on the corners like we always do
Son get loot quick, spending dough like I never had shit
I'm large pushin luxury cars
Though that shit is reach, anybody in my way gets scarred
Permanently
And if you're pussy, then get in where you fit in
As I around the streets
Son I got mad beef, blast you before you blast me
That's my philosophy cause nowadays you be relentless
Grab my Mac and slap a senseless
Don't try to me if you do you better D.O.A. me
Son I got em shook a little baby for shields
You got run for shelter for real
Pour some beer for the ill ain't no to chill
Hit em up cause I'm quick to erupt like
Wet 'em up the MAC scratch em off my list
Show em, the real of drama you never had it
Til you bumped heads the Havoc
Ain't nuttin' soft or sweet, I lift you off your
When I cock back the heat, crews retreat

nothing soft or sweet, I lift you off your feet
When I back the heat whole crews retreat

We hectic
Shit is for we abouts to get hectic

Everything is inside my mind; these days
You can't make it if you ain't affiliated with
A of street living
Throughout the beef I've accumulated many slugs have been
But wilding ain't the way to be
You're only end up bloody on a floor shivering
Or locked up, inside the beast
Meanwhile on the street no more peace
My man, Sto-Bo, kid your own
In a cell down not far from home
And at the same time on the I'm representing
Still packin heat make you keep stepping
Getting high, it's of the lye, I can't lie
I could move the crowd slugs in the sky
Why come around if you afraid of what's over
My man put the bug in my ear

On the real, for real, but wait it gets
Real like an innocent child that turn
It's thing like that that makes things iller
And makin cream doin sticks if you ain't a dealer

(It's) only facts coming out of my piece
As far as I can see these streets is sour
Q, U, too drama to get into
And niggas regret when begin to
Regardless of your or what you been through
Pause for a second, your eyes and think, duke
ain't the game that it seems to be
Fuck a I'm living in reality
Caught up in untouchable mentality
Hit you up bad, make you a few calories
I need to down, movin through life at a high speed
Watchin all the runners pass by me
I can see you, due to, my Queens education
in behalf of this drug-game nation
The Foundation, the Queens