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 to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy? You the feds almost got me
I had the posse all up in my room and lobby

Negotiating an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body and retrospect till the foul connect
When I lost but back then was my
Now it's to floss

Eye for an eye what's is yours
I need a suite with the
Complementary at Towers
Sit at the table we can build for

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

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

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

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

Ran his mouth a bitch, now he's layin' in a ditch
Daily dug for himself on his I had to piss
missile 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, up this cat right here, man
up

The tough guy strong me, I guess he got plans to me
He want ta do me slowly but I beat his fast ass a bit early
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 in disguise by the look in his eyes
He was surprised I him up regulated his gat
And him up, stepped to the side, P blast em up

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

It gets deep, fuckin' with Chinese
Thai weed my hip from hot gats
my lips from roach clips
Catch me on and Bootlegger in the a.m.

These 'R-tape cats, insomniacs
Four in the we throwin' back some Cognac juice
Lettin' gats in the blue van blitz through
These kids too find the pistol

Ay yo, I got the Lexus, my necklace
I'm bent off some shit, gasoline wick, a kerosene 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 juice of sin's nectar
Saints found youth
Mega-action, all around ready to fuck
Big asses, you all the shit, pressin' ya luck

My pipe games a night train top speed through ya warm piece
[Unverified] to say the

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

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

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

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

Niggas we out, up
(The Infamous)
It's baby
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
the rest of the crew