Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

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

1]
I dunno what they doin there,
but guns go off 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 lost there,
but homie this New York here, get Off'd over here,
no workers the boss over here, we 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 offed here,
dont no talk over here,
we take and go up north over here,
everybody 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 to swear on who ever died,
swearin on man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't take a pride,
niggas kindness for weakness,
why im never 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 aint no of mine,
hit you 7 wit the barretta 9,
o parden i make you say it 7 times,
14 a hundred 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, raised in the
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

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

2]
I smoke a portion for cheaper,
my gun game sick a cough and fever,
niggas straight birds like a and geizer,
but they run on you a horse and a cheetah,
we real niggas so we walk through they great us,
pull over and to us egor,
why your man keep pealin off he see us,
he one of them hot head niggas, He'll off in the freezer,
thats my word i 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 side by side, dont try to in between us,
even stand beside us or lay us,
jackson like michael, flip like alicia,
pull mats like burney to get like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them wanna 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 cought it neither,

Born in the gutter, in the slums
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

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont talkin 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

3]
You dont really wanna take it there, us real smell fear,
all the crack heads say love you when you let em get by,
all really love is crack, they just wanna get high,
in my hood they dont care about a of chumps,
when the gun come, all they want is them guns,
but the narcs snatch you up, it shatter dreams,
because bag you and bag a fein,
the threw the book at my man, we had a team,
judges like throwin books, why i throw magazines,
yall got a lotta drama and a lil nina, ya grills get a lil meana,
if i wanna say you, i aint gunna give you the middle finger,
real niggas say xxxx you with the finger,
run on your and hit you like a bolita,
i toke ninas and feevers, and park rims for you,
scheme and smart schames for you,
they bang with you they call the man on you,
he on his own colors, smart man for you,
the white man you becuse the dark man saw you,
heard when they hoped outta that van on you,
whole fear bounced, even your ark ran on you,
what you expect niggas to spark for you,
that gun aint on you, your hearts jammed on you,
spoke gang sign language, said slice pack,
i with 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 homies to the gun,
killas will you to ya grave if you run,
20 ta life they playin wit you son,
so think you take it to the gun