Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

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

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

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

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

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

Ya shook, fact top of the world, stop knockin the girl
She in the drop with already rock and the pearl
Fish Scale ta Heron, live well from on
Half a mil in ya grill, of course we all

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

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

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

we was thuggin', then bust sluggin'
My lifestyle the shit, really had the buggin'
Oh no, he ain't come like that
Not Crack a platinum plaque, yo

the thirteenth al spinna, niggas use to doubt
Now we even made Common look like a winner
Me and skippin' out on bills
Just the house on a hill, now how that feel?

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll the shit out of one of you motherfuckers
Y'all on the Squad, man? Y'all know what it is, man
2003 shit, faggot ass motherfuckers, get the fuck here
Oh, oh, oh yeah, and most of owe me