Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up The Goods (just Step)

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no
I'm caught up in the when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think
Pull out my heat first, he pull out his last
Now who the fuck you think is to this day?
I'm tryin' to these young niggas crime don't pay
They looked at me and "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing
I'll do mine kid stay my way"
It's type hard survive in New York state
Can't stop till I'm off a platinum plate
Po po around and tries to relocate me
me up forever but they can't deflate me cause
Havin' is highly addictive
Especially you're used to havin' money to live with
I step back look at my life as a whole
no love it seems the devil done stole my soul
I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not ya
I'm get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular
Yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin'?) I can't
all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope

Yo it's the r - a p
E - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas can't with me
Comin' outta QB
an Infiniti
You ask can I rip it Mentally?
Definitely, to the of me
Come and me
me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill
I'm wit' it
I'm gettin' on it
An' have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone wit' it
Cause I'm a Composer of hardcore
A lyrical
Don't make me buck ya, cause I'm a muthafucka
You know my flow, you know my
Even pack my gat I go to see my PO
Jump out my
my gat and my lucci to my shorty
In case my PO try to me to the island
And if I wildin'
Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice gold
But she violate me, so I escaped see
to Queen's pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream
Know what I mean? I'm a born hustler
Won't try to cut ya, out my 4 4 and bust ya

Yo babe no for fakin' jacks
Cuz niggas who fake get laid on their backs
The is real can't roll without steel
I feel how I feel cause I was born to
Do what I gotta, to eat a meal
Brothers is starvin', try to find a job son
all about robbin'
So don't be
we come through, cause we supposed to
If you to
Get your face dude, off the map
I react, attack
A brother wasn't blessed with wealth so I act that
Drug
I'm frontin on the world once I 4-wheelin'
Cause back on the side we do a ride
Sippin E & J, gettin' bent all
Yo, who I never seen him in my whole life
Step to his business cause it's right
Po po ain't around so I grab my
retaliated so I hit the ground
My life is on the gotta hold my projects down
Can't see myself bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down
And up from the benches I started hearin' sirens
I firin'
He cut ass a diamond
Jetted to the cribpiece, what a
Stashed the heat proceeded to peep out the window
my son, "yo son we got beef
But no
had a problem so I solved him"

I got my mind on the stick-up now time to get paid
Thinkin' of ways to take loot made
There's crime in the air, ain't no time to be
Gimme and get laid
up the goods and get sprayed
I got lots of love, for my that is
No love for them other crews and kids
All them out-a-town know what time it is
And if they don't need to buy a watch
up
Caught up in the cross-fire get theyself
While I be sippin' gin in a plastic cup
On a park bench on st., my whole crew's famous
You tried to your gat and keep it real but you nameless
First of all slow down, you on the wrong
Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all
The street life ain't nuttin' to play
No jokes no kid
For I been doin' the same shit
Just liquor, doin' bids
Extortin' crack
And stickin' up the kids