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 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 foul
When I but back then was my fault
Now it's to floss

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

On gettin' riches, a cinch, take a
The World Is Yours all over 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 plan to blow the Hiroshima,
Movin' out tha hood and just divide 'em with fam
Ay yo, the like G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse the cowboy brand

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

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

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

You metal deeper, you havin' it me either
It's drama, got time for no breathers
Rapper Noyd these niggas into believers

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

The tough guy me, I guess he got plans to ruin me
He want ta do me slowly but surely I beat his fast ass a bit
Grabbed the raid, the shit was curly
Put the drome to his dome let him know never early

You can slide before I the heat from 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, cannons are rough, you got strucked up, ya slit
So rapper nigga 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 deep, fuckin' with these Chinese
Thai weed burnin' my hip from hot
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 in the blue van blitz through
These too couldn't find 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, slipped down its caliber
Lookin' for chicks he can stab now

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

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

Give up the pussy fast, and not slow
Not goin' to the cell if it ain't a show
Said you know 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 dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is this shit
QBC, grab your click

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

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

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