Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, snakes heat in this game
You wanna be a player, I them gators off ya feet
Thuggest #1, one, one
brook-lan, tons of guns, funds and duns
That'll make you cough up one in the lung, up ya tongue
Four pounds ya sons, now you wanted to run
Extort you for fun, softer than a baked bun
team was raw before the four-four, now you're done
The clownest one, you made up, to get ate up
A fifty on each side of your face, now lay up
Pay up, you get your fan sprayed up
You know my hold big guns in they hand, to plays up
Go 'head tough, fake thug, you wanna play rough
I ride or die, I bluff, you can page puff (echo)

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Yo where my (right here)
T-h-u-g, yo we call ourselves thugs, 'cause we it to the streets
as a nigga budge, yo we blazin wit the heat
And we all true thugs, we d-i-e

From crow hill, I blow smoke, till I choke, that's a
I blow domes for paper, like a predator
Pack gats, vp, man, etc.
I roll 'em dice, until you tell me I'm deaden ya
I get for mine, I get crunk
I got crip black, and got skunk
My niggas ar's, 4/5's, and pumps
Shit to make ya body shift, ya body jump
Take it to the heat, take it to the
Less they short, no talkin shit, take it to my meat, bitch
You read the letter, bar is naked on my
Four hundred and better, 'em, hate cash cheddar
Sittin on a beretta, niggas ain't seein
Wish upon a star, that can be in this
Lifestyler'll runnin from the coppers, bustin at the
away, I'm on the low, around the way, now

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Blue blood stain, it's a thug thing
Take slugs, I love pain, yo there ain't enough
I speak thug slang, only real niggas wit me
Niggas say money, cash and hoes got a of me
Niggas be talkin shit, yeah, but it's all
Only came in the hood, and saw us, was on the tour bus
that, niggas don't come around where we be at
Soon as we see ya it be like "yo, son where the heat at? "
Yo represent the fuck you from
'cause when you go in the hood, them niggas go want to snuff you son
Like franklin, nostrum and utica
Only blocks I'm namin now, niggas'll clap at you
Not to mention the that I'm from
Where them niggas is spittin hot ones, this beat is like a shotgun
And I can handle it, than handle it, I can damage it
T2 style, wit one hand and shit, I'm sick

Real recognize real, crown heights to crow
Pop ya like pills, plus I got mills
What I the aim on ya back, keep steel
Miss ya back, hit the back of ya brain, the thrill
This is real shit, thug passion
Henny and 'ze, get drunk and send me to send me
Ups thieves, day package
Bomb in the mill, open and blowin ya wit
And I hate actors, like you know me from a hole in the wall
Nigga hold this four-four, you want what you think I came for
Spit this blue flame outta the of my lighter and burn ya face off
Plus burn ya eyelash, the nine flash
This is it, bitches wanna swallow my dick slim fast
Bullets make it slim fast, ride my dick till I get a
This is it, nigga the blast

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