Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, snakes with heat in game
You wanna be a player, I them gators off ya feet
Thuggest #1, one, one
From brook-lan, tons of guns, and duns
That'll you cough up one in the lung, cough up ya tongue
pounds surroundin ya sons, now you wanted to run
Extort you for fun, softer a fresh baked bun
You're team was raw the four-four, now you're done
The clownest one, you up, about to get ate up
A buck on each side of your face, now lay up
Pay up, you get your fan sprayed up
You know my clan hold big guns in hand, to plays up
Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you wanna play
I ride or die, I ain't bluff, you can puff (echo)

[chorus 2x: flame (all)]
Yo my thugs? (right here)
T-h-u-g, yo we ourselves thugs, 'cause we take it to the streets
Soon as a nigga budge, yo we blazin wit the
And we all true thugs, till we

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

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

Real real, crown heights to crow hill
Pop ya niggas pills, plus I got mills
I keep the aim on ya back, keep steel
Miss ya back, hit the back of ya brain, change the
This is real life shit, passion
Henny and 'ze, get drunk and send me to send me
Ups thieves, next day
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 war? what you think I came for
this blue flame outta the chip of my lighter and burn ya face off
Plus burn ya eyelash, the nine flash
This is it, bitches wanna my dick like slim fast
Bullets make it slim fast, ride my till I get a cast
This is it, duck the blast

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