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 can't get back, for the five

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
Plus plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail
I'm by the idlest of individuals
Killers and criminals, willies that's really into jewels
But septic on who I cling to
every single nigga that swing through
Ain't my man just we mingle

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

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

So in God I trust, I for a 850-deluxe
And in too, I a million-plus, ain't much to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace with lizards
It's realism so I visualisin' to it
cleverly wit intentions of longevity
Strong pedigree got me papers, others would never see, G
So do the in my claw, fluorescents
Symbolizes the essence, sailin' in a sweppervescence

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

gimme
(Pimp and dollar signs)
gimme
(Rollin' trees, G's)
Gimme what you 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
(It's real, NYC)

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