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 eight full of stars

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

I'm only 1100 double threat, beware of the
Terror everywhere like weed smoke
If my pump shotie was chokes
I'd twist the whole with three strokes

Dump wild sawed-off barrel
I send your to follow the blast
And see how far the noise will
Big Eaddie's name never his value

I you before on Joe's album
We illin' since the holy pharaohs
Run out of heat, I still burst you with
Believe, me and violence connect and we have our own 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 era's
And your lack the charm or persona
The sound of my chrome be bangin' from to Arizona
My gun be clickin' like chain on my neck, claim my respect
Give me a or feel the pain in your chest

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

Nigga, tell me I ain't bringin' the
If I ain't in a train
I'm probably fleein' puttin' 3 in your brain
See I'm sayin', it's all about this
Guns, and chips 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, 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

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

Yo! See what I'm sayin'? Ain't no me
This was God's plan, is what I am
is who Armageaddon is, n every sense of the word

Yo, 2000's around
And I'm breathin life through my nostrils, bitch
I ain't goin' nowhere remain in your faces
Until my demise is televised I told niggas

Where my terrorists at? all my terrorists at?
Throw your up in the air
money! More power! More respect!
Take muthafucka over
for your muthafuckin' freedom!

Bitch-ass niggas, yeah,
my life