Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up Fast

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

Negotiating like an Illuminati
Don't a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect
I lost but back then was my fault
Now time to floss

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

On riches, a cinch, take a glimpse
The World Is Yours all over the blimps
Here's a to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
From and prima, loads of women rockin' linen

I got a to blow the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin' out tha hood and just divide 'em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches G Money said to us, man
the dick like 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 know Mobb Deep is runnin' shit
QBC, nigga grab your

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

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

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

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

The guy strong me, I guess he got plans to ruin me
He want ta do me slowly but surely I beat his 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 before I snatch the heat his side
Saw the devil in by the look in his eyes
He was surprised I snatched him up his gat
And backed him up, to the side, P blast em up

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

It gets deep, fuckin' with these
Thai weed burnin' my hip from hot
Burnin' my lips from roach
me on 40th and Bootlegger in the a.m.

These meridian' cats, insomniacs
Four in the mornin' we throwin' back some juice
Lettin' gats in the blue van blitz through
These kids too couldn't the pistol

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas we out, up
(The Infamous)
over baby
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
Tell the of the crew