Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

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

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin rojo on Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot thing like a Torpedo
the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost
I bust low to death, I must the check
It's never enough, no for
So I get sick it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a
to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a
And I'mma 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the twerps
You can't hurt the
First to, insert the work inside of the
I disperse the to reverse 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 never will it
Y'all can't beat me nothing, except for
these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no us
When we everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a from this rhyme
done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his

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!

Yo, I Got the call from Tech
He needed assistance from the group with the best
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and
Fuck all of flex rhymes
I get love in every I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread"
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I shed mine
Turn on the radio, yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
up all the tree, my whip 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 change where I see fit
I don't like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, it that way and it's a poem
And stay from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it
Cause you miss every goal that you don't for
And every you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I
And then you realize, not as scary as it seems
for pussies

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

Ain't nobody handle me, like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud to deafen you
trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar
level let Allahu Akbar through, ooh