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 of the BX Boro where niggas push packs
This is that surge shit, that full flex shit, Al Groh
ya heard me?
Macho, Brown JD, Charlie Rock LD, Remy Ma, unh
Sound boy turn this shit up here

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

here young bruh, man ya end is near
They probably, find your at the end of the pier
Niggas be crazy to mistakin' me for folk lore
I put the eighty to baby 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 the game back

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

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

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 hating on The Don, you ya need Crack

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

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

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

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

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

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

Take a 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 like me to point cha at
So stop hating on The Don, you know ya need

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

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

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