Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, snakes with heat in game
You be a player, I spray them gators off ya feet
Thuggest #1, one, one
From brook-lan, of guns, funds 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 before the four-four, now you're
The one, you made up, about to get ate up
A buck fifty on each side of face, now lay up
Pay up, you get your fan sprayed up
You know my clan hold big in they hand, to plays up
Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you wanna rough
I or die, I ain't bluff, you can page puff (echo)

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Yo where my (right here)
T-h-u-g, yo we call 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 smoke, till I choke, that's a regular
I blow domes for paper, like a predator
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 black, and got skunk
My niggas ar's, 4/5's, and pumps
Shit to make ya body shift, make ya jump
Take it to the heat, it to the street
Less they short, ain't no shit, take it to my meat, bitch
You read the letter, bar is naked on my
Four hundred and better, tell 'em, hate cash
Sittin on a beretta, niggas ain't this
Wish upon a star, that can be in this
Lifestyler'll from the coppers, bustin 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
slugs, I love pain, yo there ain't enough pain
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 niggas came in the hood, and saw us, was on the bus
Believe that, niggas come around where we be at
Soon as we see ya face it be like "yo, son the heat at? "
Yo represent where the fuck you
'cause when you go back in the hood, them niggas go to snuff you son
Like franklin, nostrum and avenue
Only blocks I'm namin right now, niggas'll at you
Not to mention the that I'm from
Where them niggas is spittin hot ones, beat is like a pump shotgun
And I can handle it, than handle it, I can damage it
T2 style, wit one and shit, damn I'm sick

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

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