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 then im blazin that them,
wanna put me in the cage here they 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 like talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem with somethin im to you son,
take it how you want it, we can take it to the

in the gutter, raised 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 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 if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
but this New York over here, get Off'd over here,
no workers the boss here, we dont go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i no what they say in them courts over there,
but aint no soft over here, get offed over here,
dont no talk over here,
we ourtime and go up north over here,
always say chill let it slide,
niggas violate you when say let it ride,
ride or die niggas hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, they ride,
so quick to swear on who died,
swearin on man and you no you just lied,
but you take a mans pride,
niggas take for weakness,
thats why im 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 parden yourself i you say it 7 times,
14 a hundred mac multiplies,
spoke gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and him his knife back,
so dont ever ask why im takin it 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 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 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

2]
I a large portion for cheaper,
my gun sick like a cough and fever,
straight birds like a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you like a and a cheetah,
we real so when we walk through they great us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why man keep pealin off when he see us,
he one of them hot head niggas, cool off in the freezer,
thats my word i his boss out his sneakers,
the nigga ran so he lost his adidas,
even as a student had the of a leader,
talked to teachers with of a thinker,
me and him strong by side, dont try to walk in between us,
even beside us or lay underneath us,
jackson like michael, flip like alicia,
mats like burney to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them hogs keep us,
because we walk the 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 talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem with im sayin to you son,
take it how you it, we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, raised in the
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 really wanna take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the crack say they love you when you let em get by,
all they really love is crack, they just get high,
in my hood they dont about a couple of chumps,
the gun boys come, all they want is them guns,
but when the narcs you up, it shatter dreams,
because bag you and bag a fein,
the judge 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 gunna give you the middle finger,
real niggas say you with the triger finger,
run on your and hit you like a bolita,
i toke ninas and poke feevers, and park for you,
and plot smart schames for you,
after they bang with you call the man on you,
he snitchin on his own colors, man for you,
the white man cought you becuse the man saw you,
when they hoped outta that dark van on you,
your whole fear bounced, even ark ran on you,
what you expect niggas to candals for you,
that gun aint jammed on you, your jammed on you,
spoke with gang language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his back,
dont ever ask why im takin it that,
i it how you put it, now take it right back,

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