Luyện nghe bài hát Streets 2 Da Stage

Verse 1: Gunz
It a long time comin, but I came
Coulda drove a nigga crazy, but I
Been a lotta fun, lotta
Lotta shit changed, I use to hop
Now I in planes headed for Lanes
I use to have a job but I
Niggas in the called me lex
Now they me mothafuckin six
Bitches use to front now switch
they walk by tappin my dick lickin they lips
See me in the Bronx
Down the street, holdin
but mothafuckin heat
Surrounded by thirty niggas with dirty guns
(S-S-S-O-O-O) niggas thatl rip you from yo neck to yo lung
Have you lyin in a pool of blood swallowin tongue
As sweet as it don get it twisted
Or get twisted too, right up in mothafuckin biscuit
I remember my P-O said Peto
You to get yo shit together and see the C-O
That when I ya crew with Deja Vu
And up a hundred thugs that blaze yll too

Chorus: Lord
Now the streets to da stage
From movin stones and
To makin and ridin round in a six (a come on)
Peter Gunz and ya don
And Killer Cam and ya won

2: Camon
Ayo my 65
Ya all know the
J. Barfield drive a ?2
a low appeal, but oh yo he so for real
I stick to old timers (why) the old squel
be the first to snitch so you alert a chick
If she Cam Ia hurt the bitch
And I don care who she with
with, put too much time and effort
To get a deficit, the relevant
Affections you better get, stay 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
Spray pee tops, bout to take the to we got
So we switch now, Don come with three rots
And um Harlem niggas how to play
I got the 600 and the rest of yll want it

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

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

Chorus: Tariq
Now from the to da stage
From stones and bricks
To makin hits and round in a six (a come on)
Lord Tariq and ya don
And Peter Gunz and ya won

Chorus: Tariq
Now from the to da stage
From stones and bricks
To hits and ridin round in a six (a come on)
and ya don stop
The Down and ya won stop