Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

Breath heavy got haze 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 im blazin that them,
they wanna put me in the cage here come,
mother dont be playin Wea im from,
think its a game we can take it to the

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont talkin 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

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 you to blood, we can take it to the guns

1]
I what they doin over there,
but go off over here,
i dont no if shoot 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 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 them over there,
but aint no body soft over here, get over here,
dont no body over here,
we take ourtime and go up north here,
everybody say chill let it slide,
violate you when they say let it ride,
ride or die never hide,
and the ones who say let it ride, they never ride,
so quick to on who ever died,
on your man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't take a pride,
niggas kindness for weakness,
why im never kind,
always seen things 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 wit the barretta 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 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 like talkin we can take 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

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

2]
I smoke a portion for cheaper,
my gun game sick like a and fever,
niggas straight like a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you a horse and a cheetah,
we real niggas so when we through they great us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why man keep pealin off when he see us,
he one of them hot niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
thats my 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 thoughts of a thinker,
me and him strong side by side, dont try to walk in us,
even stand us or lay underneath us,
jackson michael, flip keys like alicia,
pull like burney to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, hogs wanna keep us,
because we 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, raised in the
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 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 take it to the

3]
You dont wanna take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the crack heads say they you when you let em get by,
all they really love is crack, they just get high,
in my hood they care about a couple of chumps,
the gun boys come, all they want is them guns,
but the narcs snatch you up, it shatter dreams,
they bag you and bag a fein,
the threw the book at my man, we had a team,
like throwin books, thats why i throw magazines,
yall got a 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,
real say xxxx you with the triger finger,
run on your block and hit you a bolita,
i toke ninas and poke feevers, and rims for you,
scheme and plot schames for you,
after they 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 they hoped that dark van on you,
your fear bounced, even your ark ran on you,
you expect niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun aint jammed on you, hearts jammed on you,
spoke with sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with language and gave him his knife back,
dont ever ask why im takin it that,
i it how you put it, now take it right back,

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