Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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

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

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

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[blue
flame's blood stain, it's a thug thing
Take slugs, I pain, yo there ain't enough pain
I speak thug slang, only niggas roll wit me
Niggas say money, cash and hoes got a of me
Niggas be shit, yeah, but it's all bluff
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 where the fuck you
'cause when you go back in the hood, them go want to snuff you son
franklin, nostrum and utica avenue
Only I'm namin right now, niggas'll clap at you
Not to mention the block that I'm
Where them niggas is hot ones, this beat is like a pump shotgun
And I can handle it, more than handle it, I can it
T2 style, wit one and shit, damn I'm sick

Real recognize real, heights to crow hill
Pop ya niggas like pills, 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 life shit, passion
Henny and 'ze, get drunk and me to send me away
Ups thieves, next day
Bomb in the mill, open and ya back wit
And I hate actors, actin like you know me from a in the wall
Nigga hold this four-four, you want what you think I came for
Spit this blue outta the chip of my lighter and burn ya face off
Plus burn ya eyelash, when the flash
This is it, bitches wanna swallow my like slim fast
make it slim fast, ride my dick till I get a cast
This is it, duck the blast

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