Luyện nghe bài hát Take It To The Guns

Breath heavy got haze in my lungs,
i aint but a raisen in the sun,
ma fuckers dont be whare im from,
think its a game can take it to the guns
comin then im blazin that them,
they put me in the cage here they come,
fuckers dont be playin Wea im from,
think its a we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i dont talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem somethin im sayin to you son,
take it how you want it, we can take it to the

in the gutter, raised in the slums
i dont talkin we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you with my guns,
im a take you to blood, we can take it to the

1]
I what they doin over there,
but guns go off here,
i no if they shoot fair ones or shake hands over there,
but guns go off here,
i if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
but homie this New York over here, get over here,
no workers the boss over here, we dont go get guns, we wit em, yea,
i dont no they say in them courts over there,
but aint no body soft over here, get offed here,
dont no body over here,
we take and go up north over here,
always say chill let it slide,
niggas violate you when say let it ride,
or die niggas never hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, they ride,
so to swear on who ever died,
on your man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't a mans pride,
take kindness for weakness,
thats why im kind,
always seen comin i was never blind,
to me its 13 0'clock im of time,
i no you through my man so you aint no of mine,
hit you 7 wit the barretta 9,
o parden i make you say it 7 times,
14 a shot mac multiplies,
spoke gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his back,
so dont ask why im takin it like that,
because i took it how you put it, now it right back,

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i like talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a with somethin im sayin to you son,
take it how you want it, we can it to the guns

Born in the gutter, in the slums
i like talkin we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you with my guns,
im a take you to blood, we can take it to the

2]
I smoke a large for cheaper,
my gun sick like a cough and fever,
niggas birds like a hawk and geizer,
but they run on you a horse and a cheetah,
we real niggas so when we walk through they us,
pull and talk to us egor,
why your man pealin off when he see us,
he one of them hot head niggas, He'll off in the freezer,
thats my i chase his boss out his sneakers,
the ran so fast he lost his adidas,
as a student had the force of a leader,
talked to teachers with of a thinker,
me and him strong by side, dont try to walk in between us,
even stand beside us or lay us,
jackson michael, flip keys like alicia,
pull mats like burney to get like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them wanna keep us,
we walk the walk and talk with the nina,
im the heata, i aint tryin to get cought without it,
but i aint to get cought with it neither,

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem somethin im sayin to you son,
it how you want it, we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, raised in the
i dont like talkin we can it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you playin my guns,
im a you to blood, we can take it to the guns

3]
You dont really wanna take it there, us real dudes fear,
all the crack heads say love you when you let em get by,
all they really is crack, they just wanna get high,
in my they dont care about a couple of chumps,
the gun boys come, all they want is them guns,
but when the narcs snatch you up, it dreams,
because bag you and bag a fein,
the judge the book at my man, we had a team,
judges like books, thats why i throw magazines,
yall got a lotta drama and a lil nina, ya gotta get a lil meana,
if i wanna say you, i aint gunna give you the middle finger,
real niggas say xxxx you the triger finger,
run on block and hit you like a bolita,
i toke ninas and poke feevers, and rims for you,
scheme and plot schames for you,
after bang with you they call the man on you,
he snitchin on his own colors, man for you,
the man cought you becuse the dark man saw you,
heard when they hoped outta dark van on you,
your whole fear bounced, your ark ran on you,
what you niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun aint jammed on you, hearts jammed on you,
with gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body and gave him his knife back,
dont ever ask why im it like that,
i it how you put it, now take it right back,

I lost a whole lotta to the gun,
killas will you to ya grave if you run,
20 ta life they aint wit you son,
so befor you take it to the gun