Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Come on, on
Come on me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You knew what it took to get here
They say life stop for no one
So I'm going back in my
This what ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the
So I solemnly swear, that the truth be I'm thuggin to the day I die
It's Dipset, it's more just music now
It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred of blood sweat and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger Nino Brown

Take a walk, slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and ride
You dont need a seat belt homie
Cause I'm bout to take you
You dont need homie
And I don't need on me
But a purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

It must of been a obsession, Had to it large (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed the huds (Down South)
Now it's private jets, haze what the stars (G4)
Quarter mill write the is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
Switchin' up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
But the boys stressin', I'm facin' the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
Still prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not manana (Fuck tomorrow)
Remember bricks, paranoid bout ehanas
Or even at the club, an them and then behind us
I'm chasin' death, closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is
out, Harlem nights, over in Jersey
In my rare view goin' home cause the vultures is (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't me in traffic
Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet,

Take a walk, lets
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets
You dont even need a seat homie
Cause I'm bout to take you
You need nothin' homie
And I don't need on me
But a bottle purple juice and my smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, ya' oastar off and make yaself at home

Now I'm the leader of the pack, Can't help to think
How I was eager to crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn)
When they talk about my influence, I thought of uncle (Uncle Ricky Wha's Good)
He used to call up on his flip, he snortin' on his shit
The same had me gas'd, when I bought my first vic
I was heavy on the gas, when I my first whip
I thought I was the shit, you couldn't me nothing
I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me em" (Feel Me Nigga)
Just any suits, pullin' up to in Beamer coups
Gettin' (Gettin' Cash)
We livin' (Fast)
women every night, couple of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches)
I just (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen)
I almost got wiped out on the wave, Thought 11 was
For the of the yay (Fuck The City Up)
The hustlas, they the saga of the story (I Know The Story)
We live free and show problems to authority

Take a walk, slide
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a belt homie
Cause where I'm to take you
You need nothin' homie
And I need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke
I just need you in the zone, take ya' off and make yaself at home

One... Two, Feds for you
Three... Four, Betta' the law
Five... Six, If you pumpin' bricks
Seven... Eight, it ain't heavy weight

dreams, feds spooked me in my nightmare
I to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame)
So a nigga to go to sleep
Until the day break, I'm up the street
Porsche'n the clutch, ballin' like the play off's
Top goin' 40 on the floor, the safe off
12 car a road full of race cars
Till' the pilot give me 5 minutes he take off (Roll Up)

Take a walk, lets
Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat homie
where I'm bout to take you
You dont need homie
And I don't need on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make at home

my conclusion... See it's the fast life we livin'...
So I'm ah tell you, if you in the lane
going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee)
And if they catch you, that's ass...
And if you blink nigga, life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
I keep sayin' the rap game is like the crack
Cause we could all end up dead or in
They got us surveillance...
And to all my niggas behind the (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... Shake your if you have to (East Side)
And all the political soldiers that ain't never home (RIP Too)
To all my homies, Side...
While you in your cell, raise hell to (Roll Call)
I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' (I'm On The Same Route)
I know what it's hittin' the streets at ah early age to deal cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
Survival, It's all about the struggle (We Eat)...
So I dedicate to you (My Soldiers)
Keep head up and your eyes open...
Stay focused, It's us them
I'd never let them take me alive, me alive..

Take a wit ya' boy, let's ride..