Luyện nghe bài hát Streets 2 Da Stage

Verse 1: Gunz
It been a long comin, but I came
Coulda drove a crazy, but I sane
Been a lotta fun, pain
shit changed, I use to hop trains
Now I hoppin in planes headed for
I use to have a job but I
Niggas in the Bronx me lex
Now they call me six
Bitches use to now they switch
they walk by tappin my dick lickin they lips
See me in the Bronx
Down the street, holdin
Nothin but mothafuckin
Surrounded by thirty with thirty dirty guns
Some (S-S-S-O-O-O) niggas thatl rip you from yo neck to yo
Have you lyin in a of your blood swallowin tongue
As sweet as it look don get it
Or get too, right up in your mothafuckin biscuit
I remember when my P-O Peto
You need to get yo shit and see the C-O
when I dazed ya crew with Deja Vu
And rounded up a hundred thugs blaze yll too

Lord Tariq
Now from the streets to da
movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a on)
Gunz and ya don stop
And Cam and ya won stop

2: Camon
Ayo my 65
Ya all the deal
J. Barfield drive a ?2
a low appeal, but oh yo he so for real
I stick to old timers (why) the old squel
They be the first to snitch so you a chick
If she Cam Ia hurt the bitch
And I don who she mess with
Rest with, put too time and effort
To get a deficit, the relevant
Affections what you better get, on defense
Cause when you see me
It to be a real wild sequence
Got to and we hot
Like a weed spot, let off shots
pee tops, bout to take the customers to we got
So we switch now, Don house come with rots
And um Harlem niggas how to play
Cause I got the 600 and the of yll want it

Chorus: Tariq
Now from the streets to da
From movin stones and
To makin hits and ridin round in a six (a on)
Killa Cam and ya don
The Lord Tariq and ya won

Verse 3: Lord
The Lord Tariq, a Bronx nigga, I get around
8th ave., bright lights niggas, all down
I turn yo smiles to
And get you clown niggas
When I come around I got yo on my dick
movin nothin but stones and bricks
Since ?6 I was shit, I born to flick
A O to an 8th, 8th to and quick
We gettin by the P and shit
Tearin up the when I burn right
And a man position is based on he earns right
Well from silly to willy nigg-az wit big cas, that gotta
I walk the world Gotti respect
I got a lot to inject to all who oppose the BX
And to my how you want those cash or check
Wire or charge, my dick is hard thanx
I ain got no money cause I ain yo bank
Feds still lookin, searchin all Brooklyn
But I in the Bronx paper that tooken
Headed out of town with a pound of the brown
the fun, I gettin mon, it no time to fuck around
I gotta full of guns and we pumpin the sounds
Pack the coke in vaseline foolin the hounds
A big I soon to be now
The block is hot but I ice so I coolin it
I gained weight stepped it up stepped off the pitcher
I got the money the power and the now
takin pictures now
The thugs get ya now
But I got for you thugs, take this nigga, blaow
Shot that nigga in his town
round, ding, bell ring it on
Now who the nigga dead in my next song, mothafucka

Lord Tariq
Now the streets to da stage
movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin in a six (a come on)
Lord and ya don stop
And Gunz and ya won stop

Lord Tariq
Now the streets to da stage
movin stones and bricks
To makin hits and round in a six (a come on)
Uptown and ya don
The Down and ya won stop