Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, with heat in this game
You wanna be a player, I them gators off ya feet
Thuggest #1, one, one
From brook-lan, of guns, funds and duns
That'll make you up one in the lung, cough up ya tongue
Four pounds surroundin ya sons, now you to run
Extort you for fun, softer than a 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 fifty on side of your face, now lay up
Pay up, before you get fan sprayed up
You know my clan hold big guns in hand, to plays up
Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you play rough
I or die, I ain't bluff, you can page puff (echo)

[chorus 2x: flame (all)]
Yo where my (right here)
T-h-u-g, yo we call ourselves thugs, 'cause we take it to the
as a nigga budge, yo we blazin wit the heat
And we all true thugs, we d-i-e

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

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flame's blood stain, it's a thug thing
Take slugs, I love pain, yo ain't enough pain
I speak thug slang, real niggas roll wit me
Niggas say money, and hoes got a hold of me
Niggas be shit, yeah, but it's all bluff
Only came in the hood, and saw us, was on the tour bus
Believe that, niggas don't around where we be at
Soon as we see ya face it be like "yo, son where the at? "
Yo represent the fuck you from
when you go back in the hood, them niggas go want to snuff you son
Like franklin, nostrum and avenue
Only blocks I'm 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, than handle it, I can damage it
T2 style, wit one and shit, damn I'm sick

Real recognize real, crown heights to hill
Pop ya niggas like pills, I got mills
What I keep the aim on ya back, keep
Miss ya back, hit the back of ya brain, change the
This is real life shit, thug
Henny and 'ze, get drunk and send me to send me
Ups thieves, next day
Bomb in the mill, open and ya back wit
And I actors, actin like you know me from a hole in the wall
Nigga hold this four-four, you want war? what you 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 dick like fast
Bullets make it fast, ride my dick till I get a cast
This is it, nigga duck the

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