Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

Whoo, day in the neighborhood
is chirpin'
(Hi neighbor)
Niggas walkin' dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers
That's my neighborhood, no

I'm from the streets of the BX Boro where push packs
This is that surge shit, that full shit, Al Groh shit
ya heard me?
Macho, Jigga Brown JD, Rock LD, Remy Ma, unh
Sound boy turn shit up right here

I'm your idol, highest title, numero uno
Yes, I'm Puerto and I speak it so that you know
Stomp, yeah, that's the
Leave nigga leakin from ear ta ear

Listen young bruh, man ya end is near
They probably, find body at the end of the pier
must be crazy to mistakin' me for folk lore
I put the to your baby man, I told y'all

Fuckin' wit' like fuckin' wit' Crack
What? Pull out the pipe or push weight back
Look, ya that, look we stay straped
From Crook from way done took the game back

Ya shook, remain top of the world, stop knockin the girl
She in the with already rock lock and the pearl
Fish Scale ta Heron, live well here on
Half a mil in ya grill, of we bare all

Niggas thinkin' that rap is just words
I up in they curb, pull a Desert Bird
And the block in no time
Get off my dick, stop focus and getcha own shine, muhh'fucka

Take a look at my life, and you can see
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to hear the heat
Y'all a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don, you know ya Crack

Take a at my life, and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to hear the clap
Y'all a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop on The Don, you know ya need Crack

First we was thuggin', bust sluggin'
My lifestyle the shit, really had the streets
Oh no, he ain't come back like
Not Crack with a plaque, yo

It's the thirteenth al spinna, niggas use to
Now we even made Craig Common look a winner
Me and Diddy skippin' out on
Just copped the house on a hill, now how feel?

Fuck, alot of y'all niggas, you shittin' since the first song
Now we rip it down spring break with no on
Ass all out, swoonin' the crowd
Same damn bitches wanna move in my house

You see us back to back in 'em white trucks
Chain hanging off the rim, you not giving a
You must not be it right
Ice so bright, we don't need headlights at

Yo, crack niggas, ask niggas how I niggas
With the mac flast 'cuz I am what I rap,
TS in your hands, make 'em pack nigga
To never let another crew move his nigga, what

Take a look at my life, and you can see
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to hear the heat
Y'all need a like me to point cha fingers at
So hating on The Don, you know ya need Crack

a look at my life, and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx it's known to hear the heat clap
Y'all need a nigga me to point cha fingers at
So stop on The Don, you know ya need Crack

Yeah, DJ Kay Slay a.k.a. Slap ya DJ
The Fat Joe of the motherfuckin' game
Terror Squad motherfuckers, y'all what it is
buck, ooh, ooh ooh

I'll the shit out of one of you motherfuckers
Y'all front on the Squad, man? Y'all know it is, man
shit, faggot ass motherfuckers, get the fuck outta here
Oh, oh, oh yeah, and most of owe me