Luyện nghe bài hát Streets 2 Da Stage

Verse 1: Gunz
It been a long time comin, but I
Coulda a nigga crazy, but I sane
a lotta fun, lotta pain
Lotta changed, I use to hop trains
Now I hoppin in headed for Lanes
I use to a job but I quit
Niggas in the Bronx me lex
Now they me mothafuckin six
use to front now they switch
Cause they walk by 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 your blood tongue
As sweet as it don get it twisted
Or get twisted too, right up in mothafuckin biscuit
I remember when my P-O Peto
You need to get yo together and see the C-O
when I dazed ya crew with Deja Vu
And rounded up a thugs that blaze yll too

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

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

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

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 sick
I come around I got yo bitch on my dick
Uptown movin but stones and bricks
Since ?6 I was ownin shit, I to flick
A O to an 8th, 8th to keys and
We gettin by the P and shit
Tearin up the turnpike when I burn
And a man position is on when he earns right
Well from silly to willy nigg-az wit big cas, gotta connect
I walk the world gettin respect
I got a lot to to all those who oppose the BX
And to my hoes how you those cash or check
Wire or charge, my dick is hard bitch
I ain got no money cause I ain yo bank
Feds lookin, searchin all through Brooklyn
But I in the Bronx 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 full of guns and we pumpin the sounds
Pack the coke in vaseline foolin the drug
A big nigga I to be now
The block is hot but I ice so I it down
I gained weight stepped it up stepped off the pitcher
I got the money the power and the now
Feds pictures now
The wanna get ya now
But I got for you thugs, take this nigga, blaow
that nigga down in his town
First round, ding, bell it on
Now who the next nigga dead in my next song,

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

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