Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up Fast

Got out the airport, the Mobb me up in the truck
Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get
So what's the deal poppy? You heard the feds got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and

Negotiating like an network
Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the connect
When I but back then was my fault
Now it's time to

Eye for an eye mine is yours
I need a suite the flowers
at Trump Towers
Sit at the we can build for hours

On riches, a cinch, take a glimpse
The World Is Yours written all the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, like a whole new beginning
From [unverified] and prima, of women rockin' linen

I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima,
niggas out tha hood and just divide 'em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse with the brand

Give it up fast, quick and not
Not goin' to the tables if not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is this shit
QBC, nigga your click

Yeah son, I'm feelin' it, want me dead, concealin' shit
Four gats got me livin', kid, rushin' my pyramid
You secondary, go against the grain you adversary
Had to bury on my side, that snitch

Ran his mouth like a bitch, now he's in a ditch
Daily dug for himself on his I had to piss
Scud never miss you
Hit you, scratch you off, we Jim Star rip through

You metal deeper, you havin' it me either
drama, ain't got time for no breathers
Rapper Noyd make these niggas into

Huh, huh
Hey Noyd, what up this cat here, man
up

The tough guy strong me, I guess he got plans to me
He want ta do me slowly but surely I beat his fast ass a bit
the biased raid, the shit was curly
Put the drome to his dome let him know it's early

You can slide I snatch the heat from his side
Saw the devil in disguise by the in his eyes
He was surprised I him up regulated his gat
And backed him up, stepped to the side, P em up

Hey yo, cannons are rough, you got up, ya strokes slit
So rapper playin' thug try to pro shit
(Yo, that nigga, man)
All I remember was I shot for his G
You see big and 3-D is haunting

It deep, fuckin' with these Chinese
weed burnin' my hip from hot gats
Burnin' my lips roach clips
Catch me on 40th and in the a.m.

These 'R-tape meridian' cats,
Four in the mornin' we back some Cognac juice
Lettin' gats loose in the blue van through
These kids too couldn't the pistol

Ay yo, I got the Lexus, holdin' my
I'm bent off some next shit, gasoline wick, a twist
Stumblin', place of my gun right, it's slipped its caliber
for chicks that he can stab now

Numbed up for my fiery cup, I held juice of sin's
Saints they youth
Mega-action, bitches all around ready to
Big asses, you all the shit, pressin' ya luck

My pipe games like a train top speed through ya warm piece
to say the least

Give up the pussy fast, quick and not
Not goin' to the if it ain't a freak show
Said you Mobb Deep is plannin' this shit
QBC, niggas grab click

Give it up fast, and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about
Son you Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit
QBC, grab your click

(And how it go)
And it nigga
(If it a freak show)
It ain't a freak

Ya know what I'm
(Don't up, don't give up, don't give up)
go
(You the deal)
Rapper Noyd, rapper P, Nas, to the exit

we out, what up
(The Infamous)
It's over
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
Tell the of the crew