Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me Reason

Ladies and gentlemen, you now with the best
Jersey City, up
Patterson, up
Off top, just

Hold up nigga, up nigga
start a war unless your dough's up, nigga
Know what Joe's up nigga
Y'all shouldn't cry about it, grow up
Guess what y'all? I know
I could make pulse disappear and no hat trick

Death threats, it phase me
When I bring the T Mac through the rucker y'all, it ain't
Sewed up nigga, low cut
So keep talkin' bout your wrists froze up
You see thirty whips roll up nigga

We be at the pawn shop givin' your rol' up
Just wanted to that known, you seen New Jersey drive
Round here, that Maybach home
Before we that homes, we be on y'all jerks
You'll find out the hard way if your on works, 'cause

I don't need a reason to my guns
So give me reason to bust my guns
You be the reason I bust my gun
I don't need a reason to bust my
So don't give me reason to bust my
You be the reason I bust my gun

my day's up nigga, stay up nigga
Play Tony Montana, get your cut nigga
goes out to all of you play thug niggaz
How you it, long nose or the trey snub nigga?

Return and die dog, if I start clappin' in your
Nah I ain't tryin' to turn the off
Trapped on the chain, got the jewels and
Be like Jared, made him lose his weight, but look
I'm gettin' money for all races
Only oldie but goodie I is small faces

Wait, make sure you right, woulda been put the hit out
But I tryin' to get my third strike
Lace up nigga, say nigga?
Your Maybelline that you make up nigga
Wake up nigga, stakes up
For all my down and my cased up niggaz, 'cause

I don't need a reason to my guns
So don't give me reason to my guns
You be the reason I bust my gun
I don't need a to bust my guns
So don't give me reason to my guns
You be the reason I bust my gun

Who's that New cat nigga
Don't disrespect, do that nigga
Hate to hear the of the tool clap nigga
Dual strap nigga when I do niggaz

First hand with a three kickback
Brains on your lap dog, babysit
Look, it's my turf, get up off the now
I'm Omar Epps, who got the now?
Street love nigga, G's up
You lookin' for a loan on your re up

might wanna put hollows in ya
When you're young black spendin' like a winner y'know
I'm grown up now, I'm done with
When I say pounds y'all I'm talkin' London cake
I can it to you uncut or somethin' baked
Hope you ready for me folks, 'cause I'm comin' your way,

I don't need a reason to my guns
So don't give me to bust my guns
You might be the reason I my gun
I don't a reason to bust my guns
So don't give me to bust my guns
You might be the reason I my gun