Luyện nghe bài hát Beg For Mercy

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

Niggas done about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la kostra
You don't wanna wit the best
I'll have doc removin' fragments your chest
They say, "God's a man", I hope He forgives
Thirty shells I let off curse my kid
They say fifty done blew up, fifty you
Nigga you stunt, I out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to
I think he's flyin' eight outta 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

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

There once was some niggas that tried to me
I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic
This four five has made a lot of guys
(Yeah)
The truth come out, of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas a case and then claim they hard
A couple wounds 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 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 and the shells 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

I'm tired of you niggas with your may be
We gonna be forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
(Ah huh)
I'm in and out the clubs, A D D
(Right)
blue Benz, navy 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 that failed in high school
(Ah)
You can tell I came a long way in' my sense, grown
(Ah huh)
That's why little niggas in the projects love me
You the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I don't freestyle for free
I gave 'em a break, flew over
(Right)
But it's kinda hard to get homie sick when there's blue in the
Sit and try to play your role wit the copies
I put more staples in yo ass a telephone pole
(Yeah)

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