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 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 face these 3 actin' reckless
Jack ya for your necklace, the rhyme
Sportier than the itself, droppin' these bustas like flies, I despise
As I shoot ya down me in my eyes,
AND YOU WILL KNOW, you wouldn't to think ya bigger
BECAUSE YOU KNOW, that I'm the one who the trigger
BODIES 226 hit nigga
BLOODY I'm wettin' up your Hilfiger
Step aside nigga is on the way
the Mac Melph Calio all strapped with K's
Catch a sleep and I'll wet ya down
When I creep the thing you remember is my frown
Suckas fakin' it 'cause a nigga the U be makin' it
You can me the 9-6 pissy bomb,
You can call me the 9-7
This clique clique 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 with on em
Wonderin' when my face is be on one
I find myself off into alot of drama
the cocaine, protect my Mama
Fuck chasin', I'm waitin' in your daughter
You underestimated me, but I'm hard
The game's the same, you you lose your brain
(WHY TEC????)
'cause I'm an Uptown for life!

[2nd Ya]

I just touched ground I gotta get Uptown
I'm strapped and yeah I'm trapped, pushin' weight and with that furl
And I can't stop, because it's my way of
Doin' what I gotta do to make a fuckin'
I'm doin' my own
to let my nuts hang
I got a fresh bundle full of dimes and now it's time to
I hit the set BET I'M IN EFFECT!
And if ya short, BITCH YA BODY I GOTS TO WET!
I gotta have it, I to have it silly rabbit
I'm like fork diggin' in your heart smart
Street smart, aimin' at your in the dark
Don't make me start at'cha bitch
They gone 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 niggas with the 2-23's
And all the ballas, playas, and gangstas run with me
My dog Sloop, my Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty
Wee, Lil Tee, Wild Jack and my Uncle
Tee, that nigga B.G., Herc, and
I had rights to say the gangstas rest in peace though
Gary, Lil Wallace, Fred, Nookie, and Tyron
Jamie, Laurie, Pops, P, and my Byron
Levi, Ty, Mike, Jake, and my people
the shit for the 9-6 bitch!

[3rd

I'm so wild, that I I oughtta hang with Niggas
And start bustin' at them in blue who playa hatin'
The Southern niena bursts ain't nothin' but a death
Lil' children gettin' sliced while they Urkel
five o clock, nigga you bouts to loose your knees
It's snaps boys who be totin' them
Or watch me ball on the back in '83
On top of that here come the po-po's rest in peace they be
Don't try to us, chances slim as Roger
I bucks Roger's, pourin' hits the Dodgers
I'm all survival, and dead on arrival
Blowin' shit to my under accounts from the assualt rifle
I'm here to dismantle and cause a defect in your
I'm on a rampage, time to gather all the
'cause I'll come through, and I'ma you haters on the flats
And you'd wish me, that I'm a nigga who don't biz
We by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak
I crews goin' chop hittin' non-stop
And I was taught to make heart stop, body drop
Now tears drop, 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?
'cause if you don't your bodies get tied
For a ride,
In my trunk, I wonder, if Harriet Tubman had the
Would she have to do the Eddie Bauer dance?
Wow, how, would we have got in that water for her?
Sellin'
Fuck sittin' in the of the bus, bitch gimme this bus
I woulda did more fuss
I would upped a big pistol, guns from the 2-2-6
Black Connection you you

(2X)

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