Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back at You

Now, '94 to '95, innocent crime
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, it out
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat,
We can die
As long as I send maggot ass to the essence
I don't give a fuck my presence
I'm lost in the of hate and can't wait
For the next crab to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my
So why you wanna end your little life like
Cause now you bump heads with kids lifeless
I live by the day only if I
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to
We can settle this some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your
Ways of action, I grab the gat,
Ain't no turning when I start blastin'
Pick up the handle and insert the
Cock the shit back in a calm motion
No of anger or fear cause you the one in danger
Never share your with a stranger, word is bond

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

Fuck where you at kid, it's where you're
Cause where I'm from, niggas nothin' but the big guns
Around my way, don't got remorse for out-of-towners
Come through and get stuffed with the 3-pounder
The sounder, ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger, at all you wannabe
You got a real ice grill but are you really
Step to the hill and test your gun skills
Cause real niggas try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get to buckwild
But that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the a motherfucking short stay
Queensbridge, that's where I'm
The place stars are born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not it through
What you gonna do my whole crew is blazing at you
With macs and tecs to lend to get your crush
You that you could come around my way and beef, stupid fuck
What the you smoking? What the fuck possessed you
To come out your face, now I to wet you
Throw on my Timbs, black and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, then in the J-30

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

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

My thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
The got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow down cousin
But he and niggas getting wet up in the projects
But with no doubt, out for his respect
But is his brain insane from the
smoking that 118 tiny tye
Why, a nigga died last week
As he swore he was grown and a thug in the street
But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we 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 go there cause it ain't like that
Slow down baby, he said, what, you trying to me?
You must be crazy, pulled out the and almost blazed me
he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
Thug drugs, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy