Luyện nghe bài hát Gave Em Hope

Let them niggas have the Grammys, we got the
We already and my chick the baddest
Rollie like my trophy, young nigga

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

1]
I would spend time on that corner to stack me a hundred up
Strapped 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 that can't the front of the bus
They had it segregated, bulletproof Caddy, I
Stepped up in my game a escalator
you shine like I shine, you get extra haters
Seen 'em ride with the and I hesitated
"Wait, these niggas serious?", or maybe Meek delirious
had to sentence a nigga, no period
I'm putting fear in these niggas, ain't sparing niggas
I cut out your head with a on the trigger
Try to reach for my chain I deal with you niggas
I end one of you niggas, had the paramedics screaming, "Clear", on you
Uh, back in the Phil, we get to the money and stack up that dough 'til it way up
'Member them They played us back in the day like a Sega
Now I got paper, young doing so major
Niggas is hater, look as faces
Yeah, we balling, bitch, it's the Chasers

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

2]
Uh, look at the money and it up
I about it, I bag it up
You popping on your Instagram
Shit you're popping ain't adding up
Shit that popping ain't making sense
I got fifty say you're taking dick
And it's fifty reasons I should kill,
But, for real, nigga, I been taking with my Philly niggas
Got the richest chick, she's from your
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 never adapt
You know the game, if you cosign a rat, you a rat
We never with that
You tried to go "Money" May with paper, but now you in debt cause you never was that
Fuck is you You know better than that
Mention my name and with that
I move for real in these streets, in the world with that I'm like Metta with that
Fuck you heard, I'm a get mine out the curb
I'm a just sit back, I'm 'em serve
How niggas, they didn't ride the and they surf
I'm on my surfboard, this I worked for
Mention my name, the shit get murked for
you get robbed for, shit you get killed for
Shit you get boxes into church for, oh

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