Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
what you can't get back
Gimme, why don't you the world
what you can't get back, for the five burroughs

1: AZ

Yo, hard to show resistance when money-gettin niggas
my assistance to stock figures, beyond non-existence
Fuck keepin my distance, cos poor produced persistence
plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail centres
I'm by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, willies that's really into jewels
But sceptic on who I cling to
Cos every single nigga swing thru, ain't my man just cos we mingle
To mistake shit, even females be off that fake shit
Filled envy and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it
Temporarily the window world, don't read the
Verbally nourish me, properly with that inner city, GC
I fucked with beyond my age bracket
cos they and mack to get the papers and stack it
Leavin no trace to track it, keep on tappers is accurate
mack shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled with black wit

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why don't you gimme the (rollin wit us)
Gimme you can't get back, for the five burroughs

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't to discuss
and double-digits, Gianni Versace down with lizards
It's realism so I visualisin to it
Movin wit intentions of longevity
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others never see, G
So do the in my claw, flourescents
symbolises the essence, you're sailin in a
Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but
had you wanted for warrants 'fore you get enourmous
Life's a performance so play wit endurance
cos from war sense, any villain's to get more intense
They tried to us but all it did was just make us
travel across acres for papers, bonafide money
Cos we know somehow we all gotta go
As long as we're leavin thievin, we'll be wit some kind of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp lines and signs)
Just gimme (Rollin trees, G's)
Gimme what you can't get (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why don't you the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme what you get back (It's real, NYC)

Just (QB)
Just (B-K, VT)
what you can't get back (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
Just (Yeah, the street life is trife life)
Why you gimme the world (Representin)
Gimme what you can't get (Life's a bitch......)