Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown 4 Life

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MAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!! We to run that....U.P.T. FOR LIFE!!!!!!!

nigga!

[Chorus-Yella, Lil Ya, &

Get Into It With A Gotta Tote My Gun
(WE BY THE GUN, WE DIE BY THE GUN)
Get Into It With A Gotta Tote My Gun,
It's plain to see, you can't change me I'm a Uptown for life! (2X)

Verse-Tec-9]

Nigga it's judgment day, can you face these 3 niggas actin'
Jack ya for your necklace, the rhyme
Sportier than the sport itself, droppin' bustas like flies, I despise
As I ya down look me in my eyes,
AND YOU WILL KNOW, you wouldn't have to think ya
BECAUSE YOU KNOW, that I'm the one who the trigger
BLOODY 226 hit nigga
BLOODY I'm wettin' up your Hilfiger
Step aside Uptown is on the way
>From the Mac Calio all strapped with K's
Catch a sleep and I'll wet ya down
When I creep the last thing you remember is my
Suckas fakin' it a nigga from the U be makin' it
You can me the 9-6 pissy bomb,
You can call me the 9-7
This clique this be fully equipped, equipped
the 2-2-6 and you get whipped, flipped, chipped
to Bustaland,
I know you see the semi-automatic I'm holdin' in my right hand
I got a closet full of T-shirts homies on em
when my face is gonna be on one
I myself gettin' off into alot of drama
the cocaine, protect my Mama
Fuck chasin', I'm waitin' in your daughter
You me, but I'm rock hard
The game's the same, you disrespect you lose your
(WHY TEC????)
'cause I'm an Uptown for life!

[2nd Ya]

Nigga I touched ground I gotta get Uptown
I'm strapped and yeah I'm trapped, pushin' weight and fuckin' with furl
And I stop, because it's my way of survivin'
Doin' what I do to make a fuckin' living
I'm doin' my own
Born to let my hang
I got a fresh bundle of dimes and now it's time to slang
I hit the set BET I'M IN EFFECT!
And if ya fall short, BITCH YA I GOTS TO WET!
I gotta have it, I to have it silly rabbit
I'm like diggin' in your heart trigger smart
Street smart, aimin' at your head in the
Don't me start pluckin' at'cha bitch
They gone read my raps and say I'm straight and I miss
Shit,I represent, U.P.T.
I'm givin' shots to my homies off of Valence
Much love to them niggas with the
And all the ballas, playas, and gangstas run with me
My dog Sloop, my nigga Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat,
Wee, Lil Tee, Jack and my Uncle Hardy
Tee, that nigga B.G., Herc, and
I had done to say the gangstas rest in peace though
Gary, Lil Wallace, Fred, Nookie, and Lil'
Jamie, Laurie, Pops, P, and my homie
Levi, Ty, Mike, Jake, and my people
the shit for the 9-6 bitch!

[3rd

I'm so wild, that I think I oughtta hang Niggas
And start at them boys in blue who playa hatin'
The Southern niena ain't nothin' but a death circle
Lil' children sliced while they watchin' Urkel
It's five o clock, nigga you bouts to loose knees
It's snaps boys who be totin' 2-23's
Or watch me on the heat back in '83
On top of that here come the rest in peace they will be
Don't try to dodge us, chances slim as
I Roger's, pourin' hits like the Dodgers
I'm all about survival, and dead on
Blowin' shit to my rivals accounts from the assualt rifle
I'm here to dismantle and cause a in your life
I'm on a rampage, time to all the GATS
'cause I'll come through, and I'ma you haters on the flats
And you'd wish me, that I'm a who don't handle biz
We by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done a weak, freak move
I break crews goin' chop non-stop
And I was taught to make your stop, body drop
Now drop, nigga you done picked him off my block
And that's why you got served, nigga you learn
You fall short, the desert Eagle's gonna you burn
The is real, now do you feel me?
if you don't your bodies gonna get tied
For a ride,
In my trunk, I wonder, if Harriet had the chance
Would she have learned to do the Eddie dance?
Wow, how, would we have got in that water for her?
quarters
Fuck sittin' in the of the bus, bitch gimme this bus
I woulda did more fuss
I have upped a big pistol, guns from the 2-2-6
Black you bitch you

(2X)

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