Luyện nghe bài hát Streets 2 Da Stage

Verse 1: Peter
It been a long comin, but I came
drove a nigga 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 me mothafuckin six
Bitches use to front now switch
Cause they by tappin my dick lickin they lips
See me in the Bronx
the muthafuckin street, holdin
Nothin but heat
Surrounded by thirty niggas thirty dirty guns
Some (S-S-S-O-O-O) niggas thatl rip you yo neck to yo lung
Have you lyin in a pool of your blood tongue
As sweet as it don get it twisted
Or get twisted too, right up in your mothafuckin
I remember when my P-O said
You to get yo shit together and see the C-O
That I dazed ya crew with Deja Vu
And rounded up a hundred thugs that yll too

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

Verse 2:
Ayo my 65
Ya all know the
J. drive a ?2 oldsmobile
a low appeal, but oh yo he so for real
I stick to old timers (why) cause the old
be the first to snitch so you alert a chick
If she settle Cam Ia the bitch
And I don care who she mess
with, put too much time and effort
To get a deficit, fuck the
Affections what you better get, on defense
Cause when you see me
It about to be a real wild
Got to and we hot
Like a spot, let off three shots
Spray pee tops, to take the customers to we got
So we switch now, Don come with three rots
And um Harlem know how to play
I got the 600 and the rest of yll want it

Chorus: Tariq
Now the streets to da stage
From stones and bricks
To makin hits and ridin in a six (a come on)
Cam and ya don stop
The Lord Tariq and ya won

3: Lord Tariq
The Lord Tariq, a Bronx nigga, nigga I get
8th ave., lights niggas, all tops down
I turn yo smiles to
And get you clown sick
I come around I got yo bitch on my dick
Uptown nothin but stones 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 nigg-az wit big cas, gotta connect
I the world gettin Gotti respect
I got a lot to inject to all those who the BX
And to my hoes how you want those cash or
Wire or charge, my dick is bitch thanx
I ain got no money cause I ain yo fuckin
Feds still lookin, searchin all Brooklyn
But I in the Bronx takin paper that
Headed Southbound out of with a pound of the brown
the fun, I gettin mon, it no time to fuck around
I gotta stash full of guns and we pumpin the
the coke in vaseline foolin the drug hounds
A big nigga I to be now
The block is hot but I ice so I it down
I gained weight it up stepped off the pitcher mound
I got the money the power and the now
takin pictures now
The wanna get ya now
But I got somethin for you thugs, take nigga, blaow
Shot that nigga down in his
First round, ding, bell it on
Now who the next dead in my next song, mothafucka

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

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