Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up the Goods (Just Step) [Funkmaster Flex Version]

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

Yo it's the r - a p
E - r, n - o - y - d
can't fuck with me
Comin' outta QB
Pushin' an
You ask can I rip it Mentally?
Definitely, to the of me
and test me
Trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he me
So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause blast you
My lyrical a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm wit' it
I'm gettin' on it
An' I'mma it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone wit' it
Cause I'm a what? of hardcore
A lyrical
Don't make me buck ya, I'm a wild muthafucka
You my flow, you know my stilo
Even my gat when I go to see my PO
out my hooptie
Pass my gat and my lucci to my
In case my PO try to me to the island
And if I wildin'
Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice medallions
But she violate me, so I escaped see
Back to Queen's pumpin' the fiends more Cream
what I mean? I'm a natural born hustler
Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and ya

Yo babe no time for fakin'
Cuz niggas who jacks get laid on their backs
The streets is real can't roll without
I feel how I feel cause I was born to
Do what I gotta, to eat a decent
Brothers is starvin', don't try to a job son
all about robbin'
So be alarmed
When we through, cause we supposed to
If you to
Get your blown dude, off the map
I react, attack
A brother wasn't with wealth so I act like that
dealin'
I'm on the world once I start 4-wheelin'
Cause back on the 41st we do a ride
Sippin E & J, gettin' bent all
Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole
Step to his business cause only right
Po po ain't around so I grab my
retaliated so I hit the ground
My is on the line gotta hold my projects down
Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass
ain't even from my town
Hit him up in the and now he's layin' me down dead
And up from under the benches I started sirens
I firin'
He cut ass a diamond
Jetted to the cribpiece, a relief
Stashed the heat then proceeded to out the window
my son, "yo son we got beef
But no
Money had a so I solved him"

I got my mind on the stick-up now it's to get paid
Thinkin' of ways to take loot already
There's in the air, ain't no time to be afraid
yours and get laid
Give up the and get sprayed
I got of love, for my crew that is
No love for them crews and rival kids
All out-a-town niggas know what time it is
And if don't they need to buy a watch
up
Caught up in the get theyself hurt
While I be gin straight in a plastic cup
On a park bench on 12th st., my whole famous
You tried to bust gat and keep it real but you nameless
First of all slow down, you on the route
Let me put you on your and show you what's it all about
The life ain't nuttin' to play with
No no games kid
For years I been the same shit
Just drinkin' liquor, doin'
crack heads
And stickin' up the stick-up