Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

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

1: AZ

Yo, it's hard to show resistance when money-gettin
need my assistance to stock figures, beyond
Fuck keepin my distance, cos bein 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 still on who I cling to
Cos every single nigga that thru, ain't my man just cos we mingle
To mistake shit, females be feedin off that fake shit
Filled with and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it
Temporarily the world, don't read the wise
Verbally nourish me, properly with inner city, urban GC
I with those beyond my age bracket
cos they and mack to get the papers and stack it
no trace to track it, keep on thinkin tappers is accurate
That mack shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled black wit

Nas, (AZ)

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

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't much to
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace down lizards
It's so I visualisin to live it
cleverly wit intentions of longevity
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, would never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
symbolises the essence, you're in a sweppervescence
Drug investments, a street plug, the insurance, but informers
they had you wanted for warrants 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 break us but all it did was 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)
gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just gimme (Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you gimme the (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 gimme (Yeah, the street is trife life)
Why don't you gimme the (Representin)
Gimme what you can't get (Life's a bitch......)