Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

Breath got that haze in my lungs,
i aint nothin but a in the sun,
ma fuckers dont be playin im from,
think its a game can take it to the guns
Cops comin then im blazin them,
they put me in the cage here they come,
mother fuckers be playin Wea im from,
think its a game we can take it to the

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i dont like talkin we can it to the guns,
got a problem with im sayin to you son,
take it how you it, we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i like talkin we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you playin my guns,
im a take you to blood, we can take it to the

1]
I dunno what they over there,
but go off over here,
i dont no if they shoot fair ones or shake over there,
but guns go off here,
i dunno if they from outta town or if they lost there,
but homie this New York over here, get Off'd here,
no the boss over here, we dont go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i dont no they say in them courts over there,
but no body soft over here, get offed over here,
dont no body over here,
we take and go up north over here,
always say chill let it slide,
niggas you when they say let it ride,
ride or die never hide,
and the who always say let it ride, they never ride,
so quick to swear on who died,
on your man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't take a pride,
niggas kindness for weakness,
thats why im kind,
always seen comin i was never blind,
to me its 13 0'clock im of time,
i no you through my man so you no friend of mine,
hit you 7 times wit the 9,
o yourself i make you say it 7 times,
14 a shot mac multiplies,
spoke with sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with language and gave him his knife back,
so dont ask why im takin it like that,
i took it how you put it, now take it right back,

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont like talkin we can it to the guns,
got a with somethin im sayin to you son,
take it how you want it, we can it to the guns

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i dont like we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you with my guns,
im a take you to blood, we can take it to the

2]
I a large portion for cheaper,
my gun sick like a cough and fever,
niggas straight birds like a and geizer,
but they run on you like a and a cheetah,
we real niggas so when we walk they great us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why your man pealin off when he see us,
he one of them hot niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
thats my word i his boss out his sneakers,
the nigga ran so he lost his adidas,
as a student had the force of a leader,
talked to with thoughts of a thinker,
me and him strong side by side, dont try to walk in us,
even beside us or lay underneath us,
jackson like michael, keys like alicia,
pull mats burney to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them hogs keep us,
we walk the walk and talk with the nina,
im tossin the heata, i aint tryin to get without it,
but i aint tryin to get with it neither,

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i dont talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem somethin im sayin to you son,
it how you want it, we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont like we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you with my guns,
im a you to blood, we can take it to the guns

3]
You dont really take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the heads say they love you when you let em get by,
all they really love is crack, just wanna get high,
in my they dont care about a couple of chumps,
when the gun boys come, all want is them guns,
but when the narcs you up, it shatter dreams,
because bag you and bag a fein,
the judge threw the at my man, we had a team,
judges like throwin books, thats why i magazines,
yall got a lotta drama and a lil nina, ya grills get a lil meana,
if i wanna say xxxx you, i aint gunna you the middle finger,
real niggas say you with the triger finger,
run on your and hit you like a bolita,
i toke ninas and feevers, and park rims for you,
and plot smart schames for you,
after bang with you they call the man on you,
he snitchin on his own colors, man for you,
the man cought you becuse the dark man saw you,
heard when hoped outta that dark van on you,
your whole fear bounced, even ark ran on you,
what you expect to spark candals for you,
gun aint jammed on you, your hearts jammed on you,
spoke gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke body language and gave him his knife back,
dont ever ask why im it like that,
i it how you put it, now take it right back,

I lost a lotta homies to the gun,
killas will chase you to ya if you run,
20 ta they aint playin wit you son,
so befor you take it to the gun