Luyện nghe bài hát On the Front Line

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

[Billy
Yo, I was raised where, cats automatic weapons
and don't half-step, without protection
The rules of the game is, first
you see his wig burst, before he flame his
You see a man claim his
Duke a gon' aim his, and try to kill yo' ass
see Burke on the conduit
in the left lane doin his thang, whippin a
Won (Whattup boy? I'm ridin shotgun)
There'll never be a boo that what we got son
We've down a long time
I'm beginnin to think I got traces of in my bloodline
BOM-BURST two times on top of the
You plexiglas niggaz fuckin with mine (HELL NAH!)
We keep it so real, without signed to a deal
you could still shop for the

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[Lil'
Straight the hilll-top, where steeeel, pop
and the, ain't clear it's reeeal, hot
Keep the heat real close cause it's,
and the, game don't change Fame with this
It's the legendary, cap we the illest
of the realest blood-spillers, we (NIGGA FEEL US)
All day, back at you live
from William Berkowitz (SLASH) Womack Avenue
I send ghouls you, trappin you blastin
WHO fuckin with the dude?
Don't even THERE
I'm from the 'Ville Brooklyn (OHHH YEAHH)
N.E.W. Y.O.R.K.
We'll yo' ass like floors that's parquet
Glorious, stomp on tour with us
(M.O.P.!) We,

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

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

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