Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me Reason

Ladies and gentlemen, you now rockin' the best
Jersey City, up
Patterson, up
Off top, blaze

up nigga, slow up nigga
Don't start a war your dough's up, nigga
what nigga? Joe's up nigga
Y'all shouldn't cry about it, up nigga
what y'all? I know magic
I make your pulse disappear and no hat trick

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

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

I don't need a reason to my guns
So don't give me reason to my guns
You might be the I bust my gun
I need a reason to bust my guns
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 face cut
That goes out to all of you play thug
How you want it, long nose or the trey nigga?

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

Wait, sure you heard right, woulda been put the hit out
But I ain't tryin' to get my third
Lace up nigga, say nigga?
Your Maybelline raps that you up nigga
Wake up nigga, stakes up
For all my down and my cased up niggaz, 'cause

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

Who's nigga? New cat nigga
Don't disrespect, don't do that
to hear the sound of the tool clap nigga
Dual strap nigga when I do black

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

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

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