Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Yours

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
what you can't get back
Gimme, why you gimme the world?
Gimme what you can't get back, for the Burroughs

Yo, hard to show resistance when money-gettin' niggas
Need my assistance to stock figures, beyond
Fuck keepin' my distance, 'cos bein' produced persistence
Plus plea's, a G's, I had me blockin' out of jail centers
I'm by the idlest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies really into jewels
But still septic on who I to
'Cos every single that swing through
Ain't my man just we mingle

To mistake shit, even females be feedin' off that shit
Filled envy and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it
the window world, don't read the wise
Verbally nourish me, properly with inner city, urban GC
I fucked with those beyond my age
'Cos they analyze and mack to get the and stack it
Leavin' no trace to track it, keep on tappers is accurate
That mack shit, livin' the lifestyle, we filled black wit

gimme
(Pimp lines and signs)
gimme
(Rollin' trees, G's)
Gimme you can't get back
(True dat, I you knew that)
Just
(Money getters, the bidders)
Why you gimme the world?
(Rollin' wit us)
Gimme you can't get back, for the five Burroughs

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace with lizards
realism so I visualisin' to live it
Movin' cleverly wit intentions of
Strong pedigree got me touchin' papers, others never see, G
So do the in my claw, fluorescents
Symbolizes the essence, you're sailin' in a

Drug investments, a street plug, the insurance, but informers
They had you wanted for warrants you get enormous
Life's a performance so players play wit
'Cos from war sense, any villain's willing to get more
They tried to us but all it did was just make us
Travel acres for papers, bona fide money takers
'Cos though we somehow we all gotta go
As long as leavin' thievin', we'll be leavin' wit some kind of doe
So

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

Just
(QB)
Just
(BK, VT)
Gimme what you get back
(See me, AZ y'all, representin')
gimme
(Yeah, the street is strife life)
Why don't you the world?
(Representin')
Gimme what you get back
(Life's a bitch)