Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back at You

Now, '94 to '95, without crime
(Drop shit)Yeah, yeah, check it out
Now run for your life, or you get your heat, whatever
We can die
As as I send your maggot ass to the essence
I don't give a fuck about my
I'm lost in the blocks of and can't wait
For the next crab nigga to step and fate
I'm when 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 if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't to fight
We can settle this like some men on the concrete floor
My slugs put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat,
Ain't no back when I start blastin'
Pick up the and insert the potion
Cock the shit in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in
share your plans with a stranger, word is bond

I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy your crew?
get it on nigga, do what we gotta 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 your 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 from
where I'm from, niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
Around my way, niggas don't got remorse for
Come through and get stuffed with the 3-pounder
The sounder, ear ringer
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 swing that bullshit way
And I'm a make your visit to the a motherfucking short stay
Queensbridge, where I'm from
The place where stars are born and rappers get done
6 and you might not make it through
you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
With macs and to lend to get your dome crush
You that you could come around my way and beef, stupid fuck
What the hell you smoking? What the possessed you
To come out face, now I have to wet you
on my Timbs, black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, jump in the J-30

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

the richest nigga in the project, who got it locked
Rocking Convertibles, tops and mad hot
Peace to whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organized, all eyeballs is on
And whole clique got nothin' but raw shit
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 catch crumbs, are your sons
is in the mailboxes, bitches holding your guns
You know out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in Saran
Sealed tight, the freshness, that's how we expand
Masked Avenger, your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, the Bridge, boy remember

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