Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

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

I'm from the streets of the BX where niggas push packs
This is that surge shit, that full flex shit, Al 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 title, numero uno
Yes, I'm Rican and I speak it so that you know
Stomp, yeah, the idea
Leave that nigga from ear ta ear

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

wit' crack's like fuckin' wit' Crack
What? Pull out the or push your 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 the girl
She in the drop with already rock and the pearl
Scale ta Heron, live well from here on
Half a mil in ya grill, of course we all

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, crack niggas, ask how I smack niggas
With the mac flast I am what I rap, nigga
TS throw in your hands, make 'em nigga
To never let another crew move his 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 hating 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 stop on The Don, you know ya need 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, Y'all know what it is, man
shit, faggot ass motherfuckers, get the fuck outta here
Oh, oh, oh yeah, and most of owe me