Luyện nghe bài hát Q.u. Hectic

I my eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man
And to use my hands for protection
In scuffles, throw all my blows in
I'm coming from Queens carrying guns in couples
And wilding, a Q-U
From Lefrak to Rockaway back to
Black it's only crack sales makin niggas act that
Back in the days we could scrap, now you lay on your
As things changed with time I traded in my for a Mac-10
And rather the life of crime
my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, get down
And you outta town represent your ground
Them niggas bleed just like us so show em we come from
Queens; leavin done Son
The Mobb gets

is for real up in Queens we get hectic
Shit is for real we to get hectic

As we sling on the corners like we do
Son get that quick, spending dough like I never had shit
I'm living pushin luxury cars
that shit is outta reach, anybody in my way gets scarred
Permanently
And if you're pussy, motherfucker get in where you fit in
As I walk around the
Son I got mad beef, I'mma blast you before you me
my philosophy cause nowadays you gotta be relentless
Grab my Mac and slap a senseless
Don't try to me if you do you better D.O.A. me
Son I got em shook grab a little baby for
You got drama run for shelter for
some beer for the ill ain't no time to chill
Hit em up cause I'm to erupt like this
Wet 'em up with the MAC scratch em off my
Show em, the meaning of drama you never had it
Til you bumped with the Havoc
nuttin' soft or sweet, I lift you off your feet
When I back the heat, whole crews retreat

nothing soft or sweet, I lift you off your feet
When I cock back the heat whole crews

We gets
Shit is for we abouts to get hectic

is real inside my mind; these days
You can't make it if you ain't with crime
A lifetime of living
Throughout the beef I've accumulated many slugs been given
But wilding the way to be living
You're gonna end up bloody on a floor shivering
Or locked up, inside the beast
Meanwhile on the saying no more peace
My man, Sto-Bo, kid your own
In a cell locked down not far home
And at the same on the outside I'm representing
packin heat make you cowards keep stepping
Getting high, cause of the lye, I can't lie
I move the crowd poppin slugs in the sky
Why come if you afraid of what's over here
My man put the bug in my ear

On the real, for real, but wait it gets
like an innocent child that turn killer
It's thing like that that only makes things
And makin cream doin if you ain't a drug dealer

(It's) only facts out of my mouth piece
As far as I can see these streets is sour
Q, U, too much drama to get
And niggas when they begin to
of your name or what you been through
Pause for a second, open eyes and think, duke
Life ain't the game that it to be
Fuck a fantasy I'm in reality
Caught up in this untouchable
Hit you up bad, make you loose a few
I need to slow down, movin through life at a speed
all the slow runners pass by me
I can see through you, due to, my education
in behalf of this drug-game nation
The Foundation, the Queens