Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me

I'm a typer, a so-so writer
Been the shit since I was an infant in diapers
And be dope all the way to the end
the cradle to the grave, the pampers to the depends
Get enough love, got enough
But on a basis, it's safe to say I got the bends
And I didn't mean to ignore that vibe you
I guess my mind was probably on my
I got my mind on my tummy and my on my mind
Some required, let me run it down the line
The factory is open, time punched
Until lunchtime, it's crunch
Back to fool.
First is to keep the verse true, even if it hurts you
You gotta wear the like a stain
Respect the listener, the game
there's more to gain than just some dinner and fame

Gimme the money, but you dare stop there
Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I it cool
Gimme the life, I seen things used to be dreams
Gimme the love, my name's Slug, a pound or a hug

And play this game
I just wanna say all I want is for you to remember my name
And Imma run for as as I'm allowed
to god I inspire some of yall

See I'm cat that used to sit in the back and study
Looking for some proof god loves ugly
Flash forward a decade later in town
Somehow a number of yall got down

And it's solid, fresh, dope, you wanna call it
Not bad for an aspiring alcoholic
Aw shit, look at Slug, still rockin the outfit
Tryin' to make the belly grow than the wallet
Hey yo man, how you doin, how you
Just makin it to rap about love again
Not the hippie stuff, I'm talkin bout that bitch that you nuts
(Did he say bitch?) Yo I'm sorry, don't tell my baby's
of baby,
There'll be a crateful of for my son to page through
daddy was a gun
With a handful of heads that put me up til they had some from
Ant and them what the fuck I said
Still goin, maintainin, still standin in the land of snow and purple

And I'm still waitin for my to kiss me or slap me
there ain't no way that I can be happy when I'm happy

Gimme the money, but you dare stop there
Gimme the mic, that's the tool, and I it cool
Gimme the life, I've seen things that used to be
the love, my name's Slug, gimme a pound or a hug

And play this game
I just wanna say all I really is for you to remember my name
And run for as long as I'm allowed
Hope to god I inspire some of

had the pleasure of speaking with some of you (yeah you)
Come on now, don't act you don't know who I'm talkin to
After that show, you approached me like you know me
The cd I sold you, the secrets you told me
On world you vision, through the layers of tears
The ones you choke and keep when the players are near
I watch you chase it beers and frustration and fear
Try to figure out why the hell I came
I don't know either, and I'm not ready to take a breather neither
All I know is I'm a believer
So you can me up, or you can beat me off
a side, any side, and let me do my job
If you've got a lot of love to give, but you know who to give it to
Imma turn out the lights and this cigarette
And write a song about you (this for you)

Gimme the money, but you dare stop there
Gimme the mic, the tool, and I play it cool
Gimme the life, seen things that used to be dreams
Gimme the love, my name's Slug, a pound or a hug

And I'mma play game
I wanna say all I really want is for you to remember my name
And Imma run for as as I'm allowed
Hope to god I inspire of yall

Please god (but don't you dare there)
That's the tool and I it cool
seen things that used to be dreams
The Slug, girl, gimme a hug