Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Dat

Lock fuckin' door, yo
Lock all that

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

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

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

Dump this sawed-off barrel
I send soul to follow the blast
And see how far the will travel
Big name never lost his value

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

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

Hey yo, era's over
And peoples lack the charm or persona
The sound of my chrome be bangin' from home to
My gun be clickin' like your on my neck, claim my respect
Give me a pound or feel the in your chest

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

Nigga, tell me I ain't bringin' the
If I leave in a train
I'm probably from puttin' 3 in your brain
See what I'm sayin', it's all about
Guns, murder and chips and I all in the palm of my fist

is who Armageddon is
Raw to the brain, I'm of insane
But yet in never in the game
not enough, I need to fatten my stacks
More guns, dat
More power and respect, 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, better dat

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

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

Yo, year around
And I'm still breathin life my nostrils, bitch
I ain't goin' I'ma 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
More money! power! More respect!
Take this over
Fight for muthafuckin' freedom!

Bitch-ass niggas, yeah,
my life