Luyện nghe bài hát Tekzilla

(featuring Hi-Tek)

On the streets on the
I a man in his face eye to eye
And why
I wanna die
I hope you wanna die
So why bring it my

"Common Sense in a in Chicago"

Yo
You know I the type to play killa
But this day still arrives in my mind like a flight on
Thursday had plans to be out
Till the night daylight
But it happen
Rappin' to myself there wasn't noone to rap to
This feeling came to me somebody lookin' at you
There was these who me and my crew boxed against
Gotta - the glock now the nigga's got some confidence
Cause I'm Sense and I rap consciousness
He was prop to dis mad cause my guy used to his bitch
I could sense he was to bring it
But I ready to receive it
In I made him leave it
Before he could it
As we through the streets of cottage grove
And the stoplight
Behind me, he flashed lights bright, sorta
I'm thinkin' cause he got out the car
I was taught only to in defense or the in will of Allah
And ain't no when it's time to spar
So before he popped shit I did ??I act my shit is solo??
Back his lady trying to him like big pun
I 'em and told 'em
I ain't'a I just punch a lot
Between blows this tried to up his glock
His brother watched spooked like a daddy on love
He got 'buked til my tape I got sing a dove
Got his into her
My fist brought back the one
Tried to pop it musta been a nine the gun jammed
Unplanned I disarm this nigga
Pistol-whipped his ass, his I was palmin' it
Hollered '87 dominant
Needed a fight night
Me and my had a argument

"I guess I should tell you a little about myself"
"I bang with the big boys, who obey"

Hey now why you gotta hold yo'
Scared to shoot, scared to
for the revolut-
yo
Peace y'all Sense and Hi Tek
Traveling the world it's just a day in the
Of niggas