Luyện nghe bài hát Streets 2 Da Stage

Verse 1: Peter
It a long time comin, but I came
Coulda drove a nigga crazy, but I
Been a lotta fun, pain
shit changed, I use to hop trains
Now I hoppin in planes for Lanes
I use to a job but I quit
Niggas in the called me lex
Now call me mothafuckin six
Bitches use to front now they
Cause they walk by tappin my dick lickin lips
See me in the strollin
Down the muthafuckin street,
Nothin but 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 your blood swallowin
As sweet as it look don get it
Or get twisted too, up in your mothafuckin biscuit
I remember my P-O said Peto
You need to get yo shit and see the C-O
That when I dazed ya crew Deja Vu
And up a hundred thugs that blaze yll too

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

Verse 2:
Ayo my 65
Ya all the deal
J. Barfield a ?2 oldsmobile
a low appeal, but oh yo he so for real
I stick to old timers (why) cause the old
They be the first to so you alert a chick
If she settle Cam Ia the bitch
And I don who she mess with
Rest with, put too time and effort
To get a deficit, fuck the
Affections what you better get, stay on
Cause you see me tense
It to be a real wild sequence
Got to and we hot
a weed spot, let off three shots
Spray pee tops, bout to the customers to we got
So we now, Don house 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 movin stones and
To makin hits and round in a six (a come on)
Cam and ya don stop
The Tariq and ya won stop

3: Lord Tariq
The Tariq, a Bronx nigga, nigga I get around
8th ave., lights niggas, all tops down
I yo smiles to frowns
And get you clown niggas
When I around I got yo bitch on my dick
movin nothin but stones and bricks
Since ?6 I was ownin shit, I born to
A O to an 8th, 8th to and quick
We gettin by the P and shit
Tearin up the turnpike when I burn
And a man position is based on when he earns
Well silly to willy nigg-az wit big cas, that gotta connect
I walk the world Gotti respect
I got a lot to inject to all those who the BX
And to my how you want those cash or check
or charge, my dick is hard bitch thanx
I ain got no money cause I ain yo fuckin
Feds still lookin, searchin all through
But I in the takin paper that tooken
Headed Southbound out of town with a of the brown
Fuck the fun, I gettin mon, it no to fuck around
I gotta stash full of and we pumpin the sounds
the coke 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 gained 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 for you thugs, take this nigga, blaow
Shot that down in his town
First round, ding, bell it on
Now who the next nigga dead in my song, mothafucka

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

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