Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

Whoo, day in the neighborhood
Birds is
(Hi neighbor)
walkin' 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 that shit, that full flex shit, Al Groh shit
ya heard me?
Macho, Jigga Brown JD, Charlie Rock LD, Ma, unh
Sound boy turn this up right here

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

Listen young bruh, man ya end is near
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? Pull out the pipe or push your back
Look, ya hate that, look we stay
From Crook from way back done 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 ta Heron, live well from here on
a mil in ya grill, of course we bare all

Niggas thinkin' this rap is just words
I pull up in curb, pull 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 hear the heat
Y'all a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop on The Don, you know 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 a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don, you 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

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

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

You see us back to back in 'em snow trucks
Chain off the rim, you not giving a fuck
You must not be reading it
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 let another crew move his back nigga, what

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

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 cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don, you know ya need

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

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