Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

Gimme a second, gimme a yeah
Gimme a second, what I'm sayin to you
Uh huh, listen, gimme a
All I need is a yeah
Gimme a second, uh

Hey listen talk that college talk
Wayne gangs
Jay-z's talkin' money and (Kan) ye talk fame
And people say I talk the same ole thang
Reason that I sound the cause the truth don't change
Look, get it twisted like a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking killin' I must be talking bout
And I talking bout how Jesus gonna make me a million
With my to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'
Head down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? That be the way you flow - No
I talk like mama on her death bed
The birth of a child, the soldier losing his leg
Who gon write songs to him hope in his chair
Addicted to pain killers, wife left last
Your favorite rapper was tryin' to make his next hit
looking what I got, who I shot and who I tip
Couldn't be more common if boys made sense
Couldn't be more if Serena was they chick
And this is not a diss, how reality sound
Let it off my mind, how my mentality sound

I do, I do for you
I don't wanna single a thing, I wanna sing a thing
Ain't got no kind of
I ain't tryin you, ain't gotta know my name,
You ain't gotta know my
But in my short on this Earth
I done died, rebirthed
And I know sounds strange to you
So me a little time, let me spit a couple lines
And I promise it might change you too

I sound the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy
The radio be like "we love you", but they play me
I be doin' like "you ain't even gotta pay me"
I just wanna spread the message that done saved me
You see I grew up just like you
Tellin' my heroes "Man I wanna be like you"
I got in trouble went to
Judge showed me inmates and he told me man
started off just like you
I never rolled around
I was busy girls and money
I play ball and smoke thought the world was funny
I went to church a few times with my head on a
And I was lookin' for the bad ones sat in the middle
I couldn't remember a sermon, I never caught the
And if was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it
I never imagined that I would be rhymin'
About the same God I couldn't confide in
Never planned to get married, raise a family, help grow up
people in prison, I was busy tryin' to blow up
But see, now I'm with the way these folks dress
Or the in the truck, all I want is soul rest
And I'm so blessed, look at He did to me
How could I keep this to myself? bled for me
Nah, you just gon' have to this
'Cause God's the only reason I'm to say this