Luyện nghe bài hát Beg For Mercy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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