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

[1st

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

[2nd Ya]

Nigga I just touched ground I get Uptown
I'm strapped and yeah I'm trapped, pushin' weight and fuckin' with furl
And I can't stop, because it's my way of
Doin' what I gotta do to make a living
I'm doin' my own
to let my nuts hang
I got a fresh bundle full of dimes and now time to slang
I hit the set BET I'M IN EFFECT!
And if ya short, BITCH YA BODY I GOTS TO WET!
I gotta it, I gots to have it silly rabbit
I'm like fork diggin' in your trigger smart
Street smart, aimin' at your in the dark
Don't make me start pluckin' at'cha
gone read my raps and say I'm straight and I never miss
Shit,I represent, U.P.T.
I'm shots to my homies off of Valence street
Much love to them niggas the 2-23's
And all the ballas, playas, and that run with me
My dog Sloop, my Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty
Wee, Lil Tee, Wild Jack and my Hardy
Tee, that nigga B.G., Herc, and
I had rights done to say the gangstas rest in peace
Gary, Lil Wallace, Fred, Nookie, and Tyron
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, I think I oughtta hang with Niggas
And bustin' at them boys in blue who playa hatin'
The Southern niena bursts ain't but a death circle
Lil' children gettin' sliced while they Urkel
It's five o clock, you bouts to loose your knees
It's snaps who be totin' them 2-23's
Or watch me ball on the back in '83
On top of that here the po-po's rest in peace they will be
Don't try to dodge us, slim as Roger
I bucks Roger's, pourin' hits the Dodgers
I'm all survival, and dead on arrival
Blowin' shit to my rivals under accounts from the rifle
I'm to dismantle and cause a defect in your life
I'm on a rampage, time to gather all the
'cause I'll come through, and leave you haters on the flats
And you'd wish me, I'm a nigga who don't handle biz
We by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak
I break crews chop hittin' 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 must
You fall short, the desert gonna make you burn
The is real, now do you feel me?
'cause if you don't bodies gonna get tied
For a ride,
In my trunk, I wonder, if Tubman had the chance
Would she have learned to do the Eddie Bauer
Wow, how, quickly would we have got in that water for
Sellin'
Fuck in the back of the bus, bitch gimme this bus
I woulda did than fuss
I would have upped a big pistol, guns the 2-2-6
Black you bitch you

(2X)

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