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,
its a game when can take it to the guns
Cops then im blazin that them,
they put me in the cage here 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 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 with my guns,
im a you to blood, we can take it to the guns

1]
I dunno what they doin there,
but go off over here,
i dont no if they shoot fair ones or shake over there,
but guns go off here,
i dunno if they outta town or if they lost 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 talk here,
we take and go up north over here,
always say chill let it slide,
niggas you when they say let it ride,
ride or die niggas hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, never ride,
so to swear on who ever died,
on your man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't a mans pride,
take kindness for weakness,
thats why im kind,
always things comin 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 wit the barretta 9,
o parden yourself i you say it 7 times,
14 a hundred mac multiplies,
spoke gang sign language, said slice pack,
i with body language and gave him his knife back,
so ever ask why im takin it like that,
because i took it how you put it, now it right back,

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i dont like talkin we can it to the guns,
got a problem with 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 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 game 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 when we walk they great us,
pull over and to us egor,
why your man pealin off when 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 nigga ran so fast he 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,
stand beside us or lay underneath us,
jackson like michael, keys like alicia,
pull mats like to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them wanna keep us,
because we walk the and talk with the nina,
im tossin the heata, i aint tryin to get cought 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 it, we can take it to the guns

in the gutter, raised in the slums
i dont 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 it to the guns

3]
You dont really wanna it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the crack say they 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 boys come, all they want is guns,
but when the narcs you up, it shatter dreams,
they bag you and bag a fein,
the threw the book at my man, we had a team,
judges like throwin books, thats why i 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,
real niggas say you with the triger finger,
run on your block and hit you a bolita,
i toke and poke feevers, and park rims for you,
and plot smart schames 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 becuse the man saw you,
heard when they hoped outta that van on you,
your whole fear bounced, your ark ran on you,
you expect niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun aint on you, your hearts jammed on you,
spoke with gang sign language, slice pack,
i with body language and gave him his knife back,
dont ever ask why im it like that,
i took it how you put it, now it right back,

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