Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look at My Life

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

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

I'm your idol, highest title, numero 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 here bruh, man ya end is near
They probably, your body at the end of the pier
must be crazy to mistakin' me for folk lore
I put the eighty to your man, I told y'all

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

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

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

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

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 hating on The Don, you know ya Crack

First we was thuggin', bust sluggin'
My lifestyle the shit, had the streets buggin'
Oh no, he ain't come back that
Not with a platinum 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 since the first song
Now we rip it down spring with no shirt on
Ass all out, just swoonin' the
Same damn bitches wanna move in my house

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

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

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 need a nigga like me to point cha 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 known to hear the heat clap
Y'all 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, know what it is
buck, ooh, ooh ooh

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