Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, snakes with heat in this
You wanna be a player, I spray them off ya feet
Thuggest #1, one, one
From brook-lan, tons of guns, funds and
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 was raw before the four-four, now you're done
The clownest one, you up, about to get ate up
A buck fifty on each of your face, now lay up
Pay up, before you get your fan up
You know my clan big guns in they hand, to plays up
Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you wanna 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 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, I choke, that's a regular
I domes for that paper, like a predator
gats, vp, best man, etc.
I 'em dice, until you tell me that I'm deaden ya
I get down for mine, I get
I got that black, and got skunk
My niggas ar's, 4/5's, and pumps
Shit to make ya body shift, make ya body
it to the heat, take 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 cheddar
Sittin on a beretta, niggas seein this
Wish upon a star, that can be in this
Lifestyler'll from the coppers, bustin at the helicopters
away, I'm on the low, around the way, now

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[blue
Blue flame's blood stain, it's a thing
Take slugs, I love pain, yo there ain't pain
I speak slang, only real niggas roll wit me
Niggas say money, cash and got a hold 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 don't 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, niggas go want to snuff you son
franklin, nostrum and utica avenue
Only blocks I'm namin right now, niggas'll at you
Not to the block that I'm from
Where them niggas is spittin hot ones, beat is like a pump shotgun
And I can it, more than handle it, I can damage it
T2 style, wit one hand and shit, damn I'm

Real recognize real, crown heights to crow
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, passion
Henny and 'ze, get and send me to send me away
Ups thieves, next day
in the mill, open and blowin ya back wit
And I hate actors, actin like you me from a hole in the wall
hold this four-four, you want war? what you think I came for
Spit this blue flame outta the of my lighter and burn ya face off
Plus burn ya eyelash, when the flash
This is it, wanna swallow my dick like slim fast
Bullets make it slim fast, my dick till I get a cast
This is it, nigga duck the

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