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 fuckers be playin 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 dont be Wea im from,
think its a game we can take it to the

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont like 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

in the gutter, raised 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 you to blood, we can take it to the guns

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

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

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont like 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 smoke a large for cheaper,
my gun game sick like a and fever,
niggas straight birds a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you like a and a cheetah,
we real niggas so when we walk they great us,
over and talk to us egor,
why your man keep pealin off 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 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 side by side, dont try to walk in between us,
even stand beside us or lay us,
jackson michael, flip keys like alicia,
pull like burney to get friends like aretha,
playin for keps, them hogs wanna keep us,
because we the walk and talk with the nina,
im tossin the heata, i tryin to get cought without it,
but i tryin to get cought with it neither,

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, in the slums
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

3]
You really wanna take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the heads say they love you when you let em get by,
all they really love is crack, they wanna get high,
in my they dont care about a couple of chumps,
when the gun boys come, all they 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 lotta drama and a lil nina, ya gotta get a lil meana,
if i wanna say you, i aint gunna give you the middle finger,
niggas say xxxx you with 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 smart for you,
after they bang with you they the man on you,
he snitchin on his own colors, man for you,
the white man cought you the dark man saw you,
heard when they outta that dark van on you,
your whole fear bounced, your ark ran on you,
what you niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun jammed on you, your hearts jammed on you,
spoke with gang language, said slice pack,
i with body language and gave him his knife back,
dont ask why im takin it like that,
i took it how you put it, now take it back,

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