Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin rojo on Jimmy had some disturbed
But niggas that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot thing like a Torpedo
the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork Ork, we know
And I say with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the
never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I a bitch dig it
Even when I speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a
Tryin to bite a buck, I in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become
So I need a chick to hit it I kick a lyric
And I'mma murder I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't the durka
First to, insert the inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to ya to the worst of ya venomous
ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so will it stop
Y'all can't me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it no screwin' us
we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I try to kill everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yo, I Got the call from Tech
He needed from the group with the best rhymes
spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex
I get love in every city I sack in I rep mine
Around the world, the give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is fair time
I at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed
on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna my team

Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the lit
I make change I see fit
I play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a
And away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it
Cause you miss goal that you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two
The rich is in my life, so I have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the
And I go hard for what I want, so just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as as it seems
Molly's for

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I try to kill everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Ain't handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to me
Music is my weapon, true, enough to deafen you
trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember I was young and I got scars through
Right in of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm high from a rockstar view
level let Allahu Akbar through, ooh