Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Yours

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

Yo, it's hard to show when money-gettin' niggas
my assistance to stock figures, beyond non-existence
Fuck keepin' my distance, 'cos bein' poor persistence
plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail centers
I'm recognized by the of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
But still on who I cling to
'Cos every single nigga that swing
Ain't my man 'cos we mingle

To mistake shit, even females be off that fake shit
Filled with envy and hatred but my high hopes me escape it
Temporarily the window world, read the wise
Verbally nourish me, with that inner city, urban GC
I fucked with those my age bracket
'Cos they and mack to get the papers and stack it
Leavin' no trace to track it, keep on thinkin' tappers is
That mack shit, livin' the lifestyle, we with black wit

Just
(Pimp lines and signs)
gimme
(Rollin' trees, G's)
Gimme what you get back
(True dat, I you knew that)
gimme
(Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you 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 much to
Diamonds and double-digits, Versace down with lizards
It's so I visualisin' to live it
Movin' cleverly wit intentions of
Strong got me touchin' papers, others would never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
Symbolizes the essence, you're in a sweppervescence

Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but
They had you wanted for warrants 'fore you get
Life's a performance so players wit endurance
'Cos war sense, any villain's willing to get more intense
They tried to break us but all it did was just us
Travel across for papers, bona fide money takers
'Cos though we know somehow we all go
As long as we're leavin' thievin', we'll be leavin' wit kind of doe
So

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

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