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 whare im from,
think its a when can take it to the guns
Cops comin then im that them,
they wanna put me in the here they come,
mother fuckers be playin Wea im from,
think its a we can take it to the guns

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

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont 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 it to the guns

1]
I dunno what doin over there,
but go off over here,
i dont no if they fair ones or shake hands over there,
but go off over here,
i dunno if they from outta town or if they over there,
but homie this New York over here, get over here,
no workers the over here, we dont go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i dont no what they say in them courts there,
but aint no body soft over here, get over here,
dont no body talk here,
we ourtime and go up north over here,
everybody always say let it slide,
niggas violate you when say let it ride,
ride or die niggas hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, they ride,
so to swear on who ever died,
swearin on man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't a mans pride,
take kindness for weakness,
thats why im kind,
always seen things i was never blind,
to me its 13 im ahead of time,
i no you my man so you aint no friend of mine,
hit you 7 times wit the 9,
o yourself i make you say it 7 times,
14 a hundred mac multiplies,
spoke with sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his back,
so dont ever ask why im takin it that,
i took it how you put it, now take it right back,

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

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

2]
I a large portion for cheaper,
my gun game like a cough and fever,
niggas straight birds a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you a horse and a cheetah,
we niggas so when we walk through they great us,
pull over and to us egor,
why your man keep off when he see us,
he one of hot head niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
thats my word i chase his out his sneakers,
the nigga ran so he lost his adidas,
even as a student had the of a leader,
to teachers 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, flip like alicia,
pull mats like to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them hogs keep us,
because we the walk and talk with the nina,
im tossin the heata, i aint tryin to get without it,
but i tryin to get cought with it neither,

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

in the gutter, raised in the slums
i dont like 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 it to the guns

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

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