Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me Reason

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

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

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

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

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 reason to bust my
You might be the I bust my gun

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

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

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

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

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

First hand with a eighty kickback
Brains on lap dog, babysit that
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

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

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