Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Boy Thing

AZ:
Yeah...Where's it at?
From Coke to Dope, gettin' it on the outta strip
Star Trek was the stamp pass outer space shit
Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, made shit
Love or hate it, had two bitches playin' day
Kept a cheese security, holdin' three nines
I'm to see mines, knowin' diesel's on the decline
Whip the work up, more traffic, who's the first up?
See them young cats fuck wit Crack, but be the first stuck
Too on the same block, same talk
In they all probably cop from the same spot
I'm in it, every car got the celli in it
Dash board Amor Alled up scented
Trees mixed wit it, different every minute
Play the block easy miyach, I'm buried in it
It's boss playin', respect the I'm portrayin'
Play the wit a freak up in my loft playin'
Nickel nines, my young duns'll stick you blind
the only way to get doe is if you grind

CHORUS: (AZ)
Some thugs have all the
While some thugs feel all the (Feel that)
Locked up doin' time, or on the block still caught in the game
a boy thing (Morphine, Quine Nine...Yeah)
It's the game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it)
thugs have all the luck (We got this)
Some have all the fame

AZ:
So now platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold
Cars we all drove, we all know
in the summertime, minks for the snow
Bitch ass niggas got snitched on the low
It's funny how the always knew where to go
our price, dope & vice, watch me blow
It's shifty, brought fam to get ill wit me
To 50/50 niggas tryin' to chill wit me, build wit me
Plus my connects hit me
What nigga? Nine on the cut, shit is
What makes a man? Most y'all fakin' y'all hand
Wrong shit up in you cake mix takin' grams
If you a do it like the hustlas do
Clientel first before you try stretchin' your
Big boys play for large
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or your change
Boy is a slang for Dope, is Cocaine
You no name, a Ki of work in a week
Through word of mouth came the clout, now I'm streets

Nature (AZ)
Some have all the luck (Wha)
some thugs feel all the pain (You know?)
Locked up doin' major (Double digits), or on the block still caught
in the
a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a half)
It's the dope (Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown)

AZ:
all the mad money, 98 Jag money
Brag money, the type killas bag from me
Name medallion on my chain swingin'
We mastered, even in the rain slingin'
Turkeys on Thanksgivin', the chips
Seven day trips, bitches lovin' the dip
Can we live? No more boxes in the cribs
Just bank accounts, ammounts, fuck a bid
We grindin', lady friends co-signin'
jobs, houses, & cars, but no shinin'
Life or death, learnin' new steps, from left
Preciseness, where I end off you the rest

CHORUS: (AZ)
Some have all the luck
While some feel all the pain (You know)
Locked up major time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught
in the
It's a boy (Woar)
thugs have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the (It's like this)
Locked up doin' major time (It's on & on & on), or on the block
caught in the
It's a boy

AZ:
Game don't stop... Wha... You know the kings, we know the kings,
this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, dope thinkin', niggas gnawin' off this
shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, What the We
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