Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up Fast

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

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

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

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

I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima,
Movin' niggas out tha hood and just divide 'em fam
Ay yo, the bitches like G Money to us, man
About the dick like the horse 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 this shit
QBC, grab your click

son, I'm feelin' it, opposition want me dead, concealin' shit
Four gats got me livin', kid, rushin' through my
You secondary, go against the then you adversary
Had to niggas on my side, that 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, you off, we left Jim Star rip through

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

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

The tough guy strong me, I he got plans to ruin me
He want ta do me but surely I beat his fast ass a bit early
Grabbed the biased raid, the shit was
Put the to his dome let him know it's never early

You can slide before I snatch the heat his side
Saw the devil in by the look in his eyes
He was I snatched him up regulated his gat
And backed him up, to the side, P blast em up

Hey yo, cannons are rough, you got up, ya strokes slit
So nigga 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, with these Chinese
Thai burnin' my hip from hot gats
Burnin' my from roach clips
Catch me on and Bootlegger in the a.m.

These meridian' cats, insomniacs
in the mornin' we throwin' back some Cognac juice
Lettin' gats loose in the blue van through
These kids too couldn't find the

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 down its
Lookin' for chicks he can stab now

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

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

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

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

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

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

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