Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back at You

Now, '94 to '95, without crime
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, it out
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat,
We can die
As long as I send maggot ass to the essence
I don't give a fuck about my
I'm lost in the blocks of and can't wait
For the next crab to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no
24-7, mac 11 is my
So why you wanna end your little like this?
Cause now you bump heads kids that's lifeless
I live by the day if I survive
The night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a to your hardcore
Ways of action, I the gat, then
Ain't no turning back I start blastin'
up the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear you the one in danger
share your plans with a stranger, word is bond

I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do what we do
You me, I'm buckin' right back at you
I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the to get busy without your crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do what we do
You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right at you

Fuck where you at kid, it's where from
Cause where I'm from, niggas nothin' but the big guns
Around my way, niggas got remorse for out-of-towners
Come fronting and get stuffed with the 3-pounder
The loud sounder, ear
And I'm a point the finger, at all you wannabe
You got a ice grill but are you really real
Step to the hill and I'ma your gun skills
real niggas don't try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get to buckwild
But swing bullshit this way
And I'm a make visit to the bridge a motherfucking short stay
Queensbridge, that's I'm from
The place stars are born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not it through
What you gonna do when my whole is blazing at you
With and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could around my way and beef, stupid fuck
the hell you smoking? What the fuck possessed you
To come out your face, now I to wet you
Throw on my Timbs, black mask and black
Twist a nigga cap, then in the J-30

I put the on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do we gotta do
You buckin' me, I'm right back at you

Who's the richest nigga in the project, who got it
Rocking Convertibles, tops and mad hot
Peace to whiz kid and playas on his team
organized, all eyeballs is on CREAM
And your whole got nothin' but raw shit
Whip after whip, stay flashing your dick on
whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, NaS, Mobb Deep and Wu
There's out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
is in the mailboxes, bitches holding your guns
You know what's out there, thousands of gram, in Saran
Sealed tight, the freshness, that's how we expand
Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, plus the Bridge, boy

My little thug's selling drugs and he's
The game got him bugging, I to tell him slow down cousin
But he vexed and niggas wet up in the projects
But with no doubt, shorties out for his
But is his insane from the lye?
smoking that 118 tiny tye
Why, a nigga just last week
As he swore he was and he's a thug in the street
But it's like that, my crew cracks and we pack mac
His is wild with the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he to be blessed
With a firepack, don't go there cause it ain't like that
down baby, he said, what, you trying to play me?
You must be crazy, pulled out the and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the shot of dazed me
selling drugs, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy