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 fun, lotta pain
Lotta changed, I use to hop trains
Now I in planes headed for Lanes
I use to a job but I quit
Niggas in the Bronx me lex
Now call me mothafuckin six
Bitches use to front now they
Cause they walk by tappin my lickin they lips
See me in the strollin
Down the muthafuckin street,
but mothafuckin heat
Surrounded by thirty niggas with thirty guns
Some (S-S-S-O-O-O) niggas rip you from yo neck to yo lung
Have you lyin in a of your blood swallowin tongue
As as it look don get it twisted
Or get twisted too, up in your mothafuckin biscuit
I when my P-O said Peto
You need to get yo together and see the C-O
That when I dazed ya crew with Vu
And rounded up a hundred that blaze yll too

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

2: Camon
Ayo my 65
Ya all the deal
J. drive 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 Cam Ia hurt the bitch
And I don who she mess with
Rest with, put too much and effort
To get a deficit, the relevant
what 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 three
pee tops, bout to take the customers to we got
So we now, Don house come with three rots
And um niggas know how to play
Cause I got the 600 and the of yll want it

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

3: Lord Tariq
The Lord Tariq, a nigga, 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
Uptown movin nothin but 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 right
And a man is based on when he earns right
Well silly to willy nigg-az wit big cas, that gotta connect
I walk the world gettin Gotti
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 thanx
I ain got no money I ain yo fuckin bank
Feds still lookin, searchin all through
But I in the Bronx takin paper that
Headed Southbound out of town with a pound of the
Fuck the fun, I gettin mon, it no time to around
I gotta full of guns and we pumpin the sounds
Pack the coke in vaseline the drug 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 the power and the bitches now
takin pictures now
The wanna get ya now
But I got somethin for you thugs, take nigga, blaow
Shot that nigga in his town
First round, ding, ring it on
Now who the nigga dead in my next song, mothafucka

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

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