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 scared to get
So what's the poppy? 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
When I lost but then was my fault
Now it's time to

Eye for an eye what's mine is
I need a with the flowers
at Trump Towers
Sit at the table we can for hours

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

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

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

Yeah son, I'm 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 bury 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
Scud missile never you
Hit you, scratch you off, we left Jim 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, 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
Grabbed the biased raid, the shit was
Put the to his dome let him know it's never early

You can before I snatch the heat from his side
Saw the devil in disguise by the look in his
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 nigga playin' thug try to pro shit
(Yo, that nigga, man)
All I remember was I for his throat G
You see big and 3-D is haunting

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 click

(And how it go)
And that's it
(If it ain't a show)
It ain't a 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)
It's baby
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
Tell the rest of the