Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Dat

Lock that door, yo
Lock all shit

Y'all muthafuckas can't hold me
gats drunk off of cognac
Laughin' at life and how my be makin' the hoes react
Ridin' in cars, out to get me full of shinin' stars

Overwhelmin', any rapper will find it hard
To deal the way my Squad puts metal to flesh
We rebels to death, leakin' body heat, less
My shotie completes the of death, I'm hittin' your chest

I'm only double threat, beware of the rest
Terror Squad's everywhere weed smoke
If my shotie was sweet chokes
I'd twist the whole place three strokes

Dump this sawed-off barrel
I your soul to follow the blast
And see how far the will travel
Big Eaddie's name never lost his

I told you before on Joe's
We been since the holy pharaohs
Run out of heat, I burst you with bangers
Believe, me and connect and we have our own personal language

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, better dat

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, gimme dat

Hey yo, your over
And your peoples lack the charm or
The sound of my chrome be bangin' home to Arizona
My gun be like your chain on my neck, claim my respect
Give me a pound or feel the pain in your

I only with T.S.
some Squad that God returned to the surface
Bustin' scary-ass burners that through your epidermis
Niggas respect the verses, my is heat, so I'ma set the furnace
To burn whoever's yearnin' to hurt

Nigga, me I ain't bringin' the pain
If I ain't in a train
I'm probably fleein' from 3 in your brain
See I'm sayin', it's all about this
Guns, murder and and I gathered all in the palm of my fist

This is who is
Raw to the brain, I'm of insane
But yet in never fall in the
It's not enough, I need to fatten my
More guns, dat
power and respect, gimme dat

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, gimme dat

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, better dat

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, gimme dat

Money, dat
Power, dat
Guns, dat
Freedom, dat
Pussy, dat
Drugs, dat
dat
Respect, gimme dat

Yo! See what I'm sayin'? no stoppin' me
This was God's plan, is what I am
This is who Armageaddon is, n every sense of the

Yo, year around
And I'm still breathin life my nostrils, bitch
I ain't goin' nowhere I'ma remain in your
my demise is televised I told y'all niggas

Where my terrorists at? Where all my at?
your guns up in the air
More money! More power! respect!
this muthafucka over
Fight for your freedom!

niggas, yeah, nigga
That's my