Luyện nghe bài hát Ante Up

Take minks off! Take off!
Take off! Take rings off!
Braclets is yapped, came off!
[Ante Up!] off!
Fool what you want, we stiflin
what you want? Your life or your jewels?
The rules, 'em down], next thing [clap 'em down]
Respect we Brooklyn bound, [bound!] now, [now!]

Danze]
Brownsville, of the brave
Put in work in the street like a
Keep a dress code, always in this stress mode
[That shit send you to your grave] So?!
You think I know that? [BLOW!]
Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that!
From the street cousin, you know the
I'm nine hundred and ninety thou short of a mil

M.O.P.]
Ante Up! Yap fool!
Ante Up! Kidnap fool!
It's the timin, you see the man shinin
Get up off them god diamonds! Huh!
Up! Oh! Yap that fool! Oh!
Ante Up! Oh! Kidnap fool!
Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him!
Yap him! (Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!)

[Lil'
Them you know, aint friendly
Them jewels you rock, make 'em
You thinkin it's all good, you through a small hood
comin up outta a cut for your goods and they all should
Ante Up! Yap fool!
You want big money, that fool!
If you up in the club, back out your pis-tal
Catch them fools at the bar for that money

[Billy
The '87 up kids, [what you niggas sayin?]
Get the up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin
It's flash thang time, [bang] bang time
Ante Up! Nigga, it's game
Hand the ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin these childish with me
1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga!

[Chorus] w/

[Lil'
I'ma, street regulator, true playa
Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed
Hats, food, booze, essentials,
Code of the streets, owners who
when you sleep, holdin the heat
Put holes in jeep, respect the streets
the L-I L-F A-M, [M!] E, [E!]

[Billy
Yeah Danze, gave you a chance
Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the
He he was strong
I had to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along
[So?] Fuck you Honor! Check my persona!
I'm strong enough for Old and marijuana!
do what I wanna, quiet as kept
[Raise hell!] Til I was of stress, yes lord!

[Chorus] w/

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...
The fuck, the fuck, the fuck...
Nigga!
What the fuck, the fuck, what the fuck...
Ha,
First Family, Family...
Brooklyn...
Yeah!