Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Verse

In the rotten apple, take a taste the worm
Embrace the world of reality faced to learn
Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where rest
I keep my mug blessed, the is illegal substance sold
Roll mob deep, guns in the jeep
Mac-11's and legends, cracks in the
Patroller, gold money-folder, gun happy
Never sober over, my blood is colder
Niggaz violence so I become it
I'm from it, I even done it so run it

Yeah son, you know what is
it off [come on dunn, don't even come at me like that]
[dunn, come on

Imagine this, no no knife
a one on one so now we gots to fight, son
Imagine this, no gun no
a one on one now we got to fight, yeah
Imagine that, no gun no
a one on one now we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this, no gun no
a one on one, son

Verse

Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean
full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens
Give you what you seen, the ips on the mac-10
It's 2:10 in the a.m. in the of queens
Try hard and die
Chances of survivin the game is like tryin to allah lard
A a piece with a deadly shadow
They want to me with the double barrel, found no sorrow
I brawl with blanka, caught in a thinker
Don't make hell your new home, with the chrome
want me, sauve fellow but raunchy
The of a cold body haunts me, I flee the country
But only to shed for years
Too wild for my own self, hopin is near
Street fightin was cool but in school I a new tool
Toolin with the devil, a rebel, a

Imagine this no no knife
Just a one on one we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this no gun no
Just a one on one where we got to fight,
Imagine no gun no knife
Just a one on one we got to fight, yeah
Imagine this no gun no
a one on one, a one on one

Yeah, take it to the bridge --

Yo whassup [yo yo do you remember this face? ]
yeah yeah, run these, run these]
*sounds of brawl* you down! get broke!]
[no hands, run that, run that, run that, no

Verse

I hear jake in my sleep
Marked money I keep, the bitches all week
I visualize coups, alligators in
in my mansion that rises to the roof
Sippin eighty proof, juice, but hold up
I see brothers tryin to roll up, wishin I could fold up
It's hard to see their faces in hoodies, I better boogie
Too late, I to swing when they jigged me, I'm out...

Yeah yeah kid, front, 360 degrees, knowhati'msayin?
That's how it comes back at you. queensbridge, how we live.
side, all that. new york, light it up, light it up.
Yo yo you saw how I snuffed that kid? [yeah I saw that, I saw
You how we steppin. that's how we do out here in the street fight!