Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back at You

Now, '94 to '95, innocent without
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, it out
Now run for your life, or you get your heat, whatever
We can die
As long as I send your maggot ass to the
I give a fuck about my presence
I'm lost in the of hate and can't wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet
I'm lethal I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my
So why you wanna end your little life like
Cause now you heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to
We can settle like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat,
Ain't no turning back I start blastin'
up the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit back in a like motion
No signs of anger or cause you the one in danger
Never share your plans with a stranger, word is

I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy your crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do we gotta do
You buckin' me, I'm right back at you
I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get without your crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do what we do
You buckin' me, I'm buckin' back at you

Fuck where you at kid, it's you're from
Cause where I'm from, niggas pack nothin' but the big
my way, niggas don't got remorse for out-of-towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed with the
The loud sounder, ear
And I'm a the finger, at all you wannabe gunslingers
You got a real ice grill but are you real
Step to the hill and I'ma your gun skills
real niggas don't try to profile
You just a who needs to get drunk to buckwild
But that bullshit this way
And I'm a make visit to the bridge a motherfucking short stay
Queensbridge, where I'm from
The place where stars are born and rappers get done
6 blocks and you not make it through
What you gonna do when my crew is blazing at you
With macs and tecs to lend to get your dome
You thought that you could come around my way and beef, fuck
What the hell you smoking? What the fuck you
To out your face, now I have to wet you
on my Timbs, black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the

I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the to get busy without your crew?
get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right at you

Who's the richest in the project, who got it locked
Rocking Convertibles, drop and mad hot
Peace to that kid and playas on his team
Who's organized, all eyeballs is on
And your whole clique got nothin' but raw
after whip, stay flashing your dick on tricks
Your crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging NaS, Deep and Wu
There's money out there, guns crumbs, those are your sons
Jums is in the mailboxes, bitches holding guns
You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in
Sealed tight, keep the freshness, how we expand
Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, the Bridge, boy remember

My little thug's selling drugs and struggling
The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow cousin
But he vexed and getting wet up in the projects
But with no doubt, out for his respect
But is his brain from the lye?
smoking that 118 tiny tye
Why, a nigga just last week
As he swore he was and he's a thug in the street
But like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild with the monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be
With a firepack, don't even go cause it ain't like that
Slow baby, he said, what, you trying to play me?
You must be crazy, out the heat and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the must of dazed me
Thug selling drugs, busting slugs, but he crazy