Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

Breath heavy got haze in my lungs,
i aint nothin but a in the sun,
ma fuckers dont be playin im from,
think its a when can take it to the guns
Cops then im blazin that them,
they wanna put me in the cage here come,
fuckers dont 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 somethin im to you son,
take it how you want it, we can it to the guns

in the gutter, raised in the slums
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 doin over there,
but go off over here,
i dont no if they shoot fair ones or shake hands there,
but guns go off here,
i if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
but homie this New York over here, get over here,
no workers the boss over here, we go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i no what they say in them courts over there,
but aint no body soft over here, get over here,
dont no body talk here,
we take ourtime and go up over here,
always say chill let it slide,
niggas you when they say let it ride,
or die niggas never hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, never ride,
so quick to swear on who died,
swearin on man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't take a pride,
niggas 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 gang language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his back,
so dont ask why im takin it like that,
because i took it how you put it, now take it back,

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

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i like talkin we can take it to the guns,
yea you me and now you playin 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,
straight birds like a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you like a and a cheetah,
we real niggas so when we through they great us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why your man keep off when he see us,
he one of them hot niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
thats my word i chase his out his sneakers,
the ran so fast he lost his adidas,
even as a 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, flip like alicia,
pull mats like to get friends like aretha,
playin for keps, them hogs wanna keep us,
because we the walk and talk with the nina,
im the heata, i aint tryin to get cought without it,
but i aint tryin to get cought it neither,

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

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

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