Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

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

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 take it to the

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

1]
I dunno they doin over there,
but guns go off here,
i dont no if they shoot fair ones or shake hands there,
but go off over here,
i dunno if they from outta town or if they over there,
but homie New York over here, get Off'd over here,
no the boss over here, we dont go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i dont no what they say in courts over there,
but no body soft over here, get offed over here,
dont no body over here,
we ourtime and go up north over here,
everybody say chill let it slide,
violate you when they say let it ride,
ride or die never hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, they ride,
so quick to swear on who died,
swearin on your man and you no you lied,
but you shouldn't a mans pride,
take kindness for weakness,
thats why im kind,
seen things comin i was never blind,
to me its 13 im ahead of time,
i no you through my man so you no friend of mine,
hit you 7 times wit the 9,
o parden yourself i 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 ever ask why im it like that,
because i it how you put it, now take it right back,

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i like 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, in the slums
i dont like talkin we can 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

2]
I smoke a portion for cheaper,
my gun sick like a cough and fever,
niggas birds like a hawk and geizer,
but run on you like a horse and a cheetah,
we real niggas so we walk through they great us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why your man keep pealin off he see us,
he one of them hot niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
my word i chase his boss out his sneakers,
the ran so fast he lost his adidas,
even as a had the force of a leader,
talked to teachers with of a thinker,
me and him strong by side, dont try to walk in between us,
even stand us or lay underneath us,
jackson like michael, flip keys alicia,
mats like burney to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, hogs wanna keep us,
we walk the walk and talk with the nina,
im the heata, i aint tryin to get cought 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 with somethin im sayin 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 beside me and now you playin my guns,
im a you to blood, we can take it to the guns

3]
You dont wanna take it there, us real dudes 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 hood dont care about a couple of chumps,
when the gun boys come, all they want is guns,
but when the narcs you up, it shatter dreams,
they bag you and bag a fein,
the judge threw the 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 the triger finger,
run on block and hit you like a bolita,
i ninas 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,
when they hoped outta that dark van on you,
your whole bounced, even your ark ran on you,
you expect niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun aint jammed on you, your hearts on you,
spoke with gang sign language, slice 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 it right back,

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