Luyện nghe bài hát On the Front Line

Aight motherfucker.. Primo, a-hah, a-hey!
Sssssss..

Danze]
Yo, I was raised where, blaze automatic weapons
and half-steppers don't half-step, without
The rules of the game is, spit
you see his wig burst, before he flame his
You see a man claim his
Duke a soldier gon' aim his, and try to yo' ass
Niggaz see on the conduit
in the left doin his thang, whippin a Buick
Fizz Won (Whattup boy? I'm shotgun)
There'll never be a boo understand what we got son
We've down a long time
I'm to think I got traces of Womack in my bloodline
two times on top of the line
You plexiglas niggaz ain't with mine (HELL NAH!)
We keep it so real, without bein signed to a
you still shop for the 'Ville

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Fame]
Straight from the hilll-top, steeeel, pop
and the, ain't clear it's reeeal, hot
the heat real close cause it's, dangerous
and the, game don't change bang with this
the legendary, cap peelers we the illest
of the realest blood-spillers, we guerillas (NIGGA US)
All day, right at you live
from William Berkowitz (SLASH) Fizzy Womack
I send after you, trappin you blastin
WHO fuckin the rapper dude?
Don't even THERE
I'm from the Brooklyn Military (OHHH YEAHH)
N.E.W. Y.O.R.K.
We'll ratch yo' ass like that's parquet
Glorious, come stomp on with us
(M.O.P.!) We,

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[Billy
Hey yo the game don't only the players
I'd like to welcome you bucks, to these homicide layers
We lead (COWARDS TO GUNFIGHTS) right (FROM NONSENSE)
Sayin my family is unable to drop bomb
Napalm shit, in a hail of fire
Bill, sire, by an empire (FIYAH!)
Can't change my two step
I'm to rip for respect, Fizzy talk to 'em

[Lil'
What's the lesson you learn when the Smith and was burned
Slugs flyin you realizin that it's turn
them niggaz warn ya BAM (BUKA BUKA) BAM
(BUKA BUKA BUKA) Get the fuck up off the corner!
Them was hot on ya!
Chasin you down, cockin pistol poppin and they wasn't
til they finished lacin you down, peep the steez
Snakes don't belong here, nigga breeze!

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