Luyện nghe bài hát Take Em To Church

Come on, that, Harlem music right here
This that, bop
Let's get ready for the music right here
This it is

You know me dog, I just wanna the peace
But sayin' my name, only gon' lead to beef
Tell my niggaz, chill, but they heat the streets
Or do it on record, check it, we heat to beats

Everybody this, welcomin' that
He wasn't in the first place, how we welcome him back?
Gimmie Mack, let me work him wit' that
Mr. Rogers, I'll leave his brain on the trolly track, now prolly that

Listen, y'all stop it, I know you dot it
But this my by the false prophet, all profit
Harlem hustla, I can't at all it
But you hard when you go in the pocket

What you offerin'? Put it right in
They take it all, cash, credit, silver down the
Look at the Porche in, and give a portionin'
No handicap, or and orphan friend, friend

But the sizzurp I'm drinkin' on, birds I'm on
Get cha Kirk on, word
So, get ya Ben on
Just when you think wrong, one blink he's gone

Father us, but we gon' take him to church
Father forgive us and the it hurts
Father forgive us and that work
No no no no no way

Yo, you try and handle us, get on the air and us
Screamin' out World, like you ain't just abandon us
Well, let me fill you in, now it's a whole of us
Blink so mad, he went and us Cannibus

Then Zeek got shot, then Zeek up, E got Killed then
Bee popped up, but Bee hopped up, and still out his chest
I'm probation, Doe on house
Right out the flesh, sit in the and rest

He don't pout get 'em gear, in the we fresh
Not you care, just get it clear and think
One glare and wink, everyone pink
I'm the that ya two rings are clear, yeah
I'm the reason that ya earrings are square, you

Now, we trips, casino's, lovely homes, we check on Lodi mom's
Meano, Combs, Holmes, you tryna fake wit' Cardan
Pardan, we gon' leave him like Tarzan, oh, man
Coota love know that too, holler at Coota, ask about that

But, we take him to church
Father forgive us and the it hurts
Father forgive us and that work
No no no no no way, no no no no no way

Yo, I kill diamonds, get wit pearls, I ain't tryna kid the
I ain't got beef, I do I say, "Get 'em Girls"
Not at this dog, we just the frontin'
Do Harlem a favor, give the churches

A center, in the winter where they youth can play
They don't even shoot the J, sell drugs, shoot and
I'm no better, still move a duece a day, thats two
I move VA, found the new away, my crew do and say
Fists fights to outs, we won't move away

All my niggas that held it the last half a decade
My Gruff, Bad 140th, 139th
Black tone, white 142nd, Rell street inn
141st, Tito, my Jamaicans, my
Polo grounds, St. Nick, Colonial Jewel, Lincoln, Taft
Foster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner, Wilson, East the 9

145th St. Nick, 145th Broadway, Luci Taliban, 135th, 118th
134th and 8th Powerful, whats really poppin? Sarge ya head
Freekey, Zeekey hold ya head, the BBO
151st Amsterdam holler at ya boy Ak Rob

All my niggas in get your hustle on
your muscles strong
I about the streets you hustle on, killa, dipset