Luyện nghe bài hát Beg For Mercy

G-G, G-G,
No talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm yo ass

Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the
Blood in, blood out, la kostra
You wanna bang wit the best
I'll have doc fragments from your chest
They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I He forgives
Thirty I let off don't curse my kid
They say done blew up, fifty you changed
you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same that when he start to roar
I think flyin' eight outta eight on movin' targets
You run, you dyin' check my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't no pocco

and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it a man, you beg for mercy
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
Keep eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by

There once was some that tried to murda me
I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic
This four five has made a lot of guys
(Yeah)
The come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim they
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his
I play my part, and while you shootin' up cars
I'm niggas like a Cuban cigar
Let's get it

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks

I'm tired of you niggas with may be beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby
(Ah huh)
I'm in and out the clubs, A D D
(Right)
Dark Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
(Right)
(Yeah)
These niggas tellin' out the
So you hang 'em off the
At least they'll to helicopter you
The Jimmy lived in the bags, the bell or hop do
I rap for the neighborhood that failed in high school
(Ah)
You can tell I came a way in' my sense, home grown
(Ah huh)
That's why them little in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my
I don't even freestyle for
I gave 'em a break, flew seas
(Right)
But it's kinda to get homie sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the
I put staples in yo ass than a telephone pole
(Yeah)

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by