Luyện nghe bài hát Gave Em Hope

Let them have the Grammys, we got the streets
We rich already and my chick the
This Rollie my trophy, young nigga

When they motivation (What you do?)
I 'em hope
When my nigga money (What you do?)
I gave him
Every we went to war (What we do?)
We 'em smoke
Fiends was copping, I was
Fuck shit, we gave 'em soap
They forgot we gave 'em

1]
I would spend time on that corner trying to me a hundred up
with that Glock with on my hip shit the coppers was running up
I look at these niggas and I can tell are not one of us
I ride in the back like a nigga can't ride the front of the bus
They had it segregated, Caddy, I escalated
Stepped up in my game a escalator
When you shine like I shine, you get haters
Seen 'em ride the fake and I hesitated
"Wait, these niggas serious?", or Meek Milly delirious
had to sentence a nigga, no period
I'm putting in these niggas, ain't sparing these niggas
I cut out your head with a on the trigger
Try to reach for my shit I deal with you niggas
I end one of you niggas, had the screaming, "Clear", on you niggas
Uh, in the Phil, we gon' get to the money and stack up that dough 'til it way up
'Member them bitches? They played us back in the day a Sega
Now I got paper, nigga doing so major
Niggas is hater, look as they
Yeah, we still balling, bitch, it's the

I gave 'em
When my needed money (What you do?)
I gave him
Every time we to war (What we do?)
We 'em smoke
was copping, I was broke
Fuck that shit, we gave 'em
They we gave 'em hope

2]
Uh, look at the money and it up
I about it, I bag it up
You shit on your Instagram
Shit that you're ain't adding up
Shit that you're ain't making sense
I got fifty reasons say taking dick
And it's fifty I should kill, nigga
But, for real, nigga, I been taking trips my Philly niggas
Got the richest chick, she's from hood
Niggas hating on me, I ain't really tripping, shit, I'm
I be in the 40 with the .40 on me I should
I be deep in hood where you never be at
Be with them guys that you could dap
You could never
You know the game, if you a rat, you forever a rat
We never with that
You tried to go "Money" May with that paper, but now you in debt you never was that
Fuck is you high? You know than that
Mention my name and Berettas that
I move for real in these streets, in the world with that piece I'm like Metta with
Fuck what you heard, I'm a get out the curb
I'm a sit back, I'm watching 'em serve
How niggas, they didn't the wave and they surf
I'm on my surfboard, this what I for
my name, the shit your get murked for
Shit you get robbed for, shit you get for
Shit you get carried boxes church for, oh

I 'em hope
my nigga needed money (What you do?)
I gave him
Every we went to war (What we do?)
We 'em smoke
was copping, I was broke
Fuck that shit, we gave 'em
forgot we gave 'em hope