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
my neighborhood, fuck no

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

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

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

Fuckin' wit' like fuckin' wit' Crack
What? Pull out the pipe or push your back
Look, ya hate that, look we stay
From Crook way back 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 we bare all

Niggas thinkin' that 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 and getcha own shine, muhh'fucka

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 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 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

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

the thirteenth al spinna, niggas use to doubt
Now we even made Craig Common look a winner
Me and Diddy skippin' out on
Just 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 with no shirt on
Ass all out, just swoonin' the
Same damn mean wanna move in my house

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

Yo, niggas, ask niggas how I smack niggas
With the mac 'cuz I am what I rap, nigga
TS throw in your hands, make 'em pack
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 need a nigga like me to cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don, you know ya need

a look 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 hating on The Don, you know ya need Crack

Yeah, DJ Kay a.k.a. Slap ya favorite DJ
The black Fat Joe of the motherfuckin'
Terror motherfuckers, y'all know what 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 know it is, man
2003 shit, faggot ass motherfuckers, get the fuck outta
Oh, oh, oh yeah, and most of owe me