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
Gimme what you can't get back, for the burroughs

1: AZ

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

Nas, (AZ)

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

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I for a 850-deluxe
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't much to
Diamonds and double-digits, Versace down with lizards
It's realism so I to live it
Movin cleverly wit intentions of
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
symbolises the essence, sailin in a sweppervescence
investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but informers
they had you for warrants 'fore you get enourmous
Life's a performance so players play wit
cos from war sense, any villain's to get more intense
They to break us but all it did was just make us
travel acres for papers, bonafide money takers
Cos though we know we all gotta go
As long as we're thievin, we'll be leavin wit some kind of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

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

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