Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

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

I'm the streets of the BX Boro where niggas push packs
This is that surge shit, that flex shit, Al Groh shit
ya heard 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 Rican and I speak it so you know
Stomp, yeah, that's the
Leave nigga leakin from ear ta ear

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

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

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

Niggas thinkin' that this rap is just
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 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

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

First we was thuggin', then sluggin'
My lifestyle the shit, really had the buggin'
Oh no, he come back like that
Not Crack with a plaque, yo

It's the al spinna, niggas use to doubt
Now we even made Craig look like a winner
Me and skippin' out on bills
Just copped the house on a hill, now how that

Fuck, alot of y'all niggas, you been since the first song
Now we rip it down spring break no shirt on
Ass all out, swoonin' 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 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 flast I am what I rap, nigga
TS throw in your hands, 'em pack nigga
To never let another crew move his nigga, what

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

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

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

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