Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

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Take it to the streets, snakes heat in this game
You wanna be a player, I spray gators off ya feet
enemy #1, one, one
From brook-lan, tons of guns, and duns
That'll make you up one in the lung, cough up ya tongue
Four pounds ya sons, now you wanted to run
you for fun, softer than a fresh baked bun
You're was raw before the four-four, now you're 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 play tough, thug, you wanna play rough
I or die, I ain't bluff, you can page puff (echo)

[chorus 2x: flame (all)]
Yo my thugs? (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, till we

From crow hill, I blow smoke, I choke, that's 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, take it to my meat,
You the letter, bar is naked on my sweater
hundred and better, tell 'em, hate cash cheddar
Sittin on a beretta, niggas ain't this
Wish upon a star, that they can be in
Lifestyler'll runnin the coppers, bustin at the helicopters
Gettin away, I'm on the low, the way, now

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[blue
Blue flame's blood stain, a thug thing
Take slugs, I love pain, yo there ain't pain
I speak thug slang, only real niggas wit me
Niggas say money, cash and hoes got a of me
be talkin shit, yeah, but it's all bluff
Only came in the hood, and saw us, was on the tour bus
Believe that, niggas 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
Like franklin, and utica avenue
Only I'm namin right now, niggas'll clap at you
Not to the block that I'm from
Where them niggas is spittin hot ones, this is like a pump shotgun
And I can it, more than handle it, I can damage it
T2 style, wit one hand and shit, I'm sick

Real recognize real, crown heights to hill
Pop ya niggas like pills, plus I got
What I keep the aim on ya back, steel
ya back, hit the back of ya brain, change the thrill
This is real shit, thug passion
Henny and 'ze, get drunk and 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 know me a hole in the wall
Nigga hold this four-four, you want what you think I came for
Spit this blue flame outta the chip of my lighter and ya face off
Plus burn ya eyelash, the nine flash
This is it, bitches wanna swallow my dick like fast
Bullets it slim fast, ride my dick till I get a cast
is it, nigga duck the blast

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