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

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no
I'm caught up in the when the guns go blast
The fool so I had to think fast
Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat
Now who the fuck you think is livin' to day?
I'm tryin' to these young niggas crime don't pay
They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas play. Do your thing
I'll do mine kid stay my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York
Can't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum
Po po comes around and tries to me
Lock me up forever but can't deflate me cause
Havin' is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to havin' to live with
I step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no 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
Niggas can't fuck me
Comin' straight QB
an Infiniti
You ask can I rip it Mentally?
Definitely, to the of me
and test me
Trust me, couldn't touch me if he snuff me
So me, you're gonna have to, cause I'mma blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill
I'm wit' it
I'm gettin' on it
An' I'mma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone it
Cause I'm a what? of hardcore
A destructor
Don't me buck ya, cause I'm a wild muthafucka
You know my flow, you my stilo
Even pack my gat I go to see my PO
out my hooptie
Pass my gat and my to my shorty
In case my PO try to me to the island
And if I wildin'
Flippin' on niggas walkin' around da nice gold medallions
But she didn't violate me, so I see
Back to Queen's the fiends makin' more Cream
Know what I mean? I'm a born hustler
try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya

Yo babe no time for fakin'
Cuz niggas who fake jacks get on their backs
The streets is real roll without steel
I feel how I feel cause I was to kill
Do what I gotta, to eat a meal
Brothers is starvin', don't try to a job son
It's all about
So be alarmed
When we come through, cause we to
If you to
Get your face dude, off the map
I react, attack
A brother blessed with wealth so I act like that
dealin'
I'm on the world once I start 4-wheelin'
back on the 41st side we do a ride
Sippin E & J, bent all night
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 line hold my projects down
Can't see gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me dead
And up from under the benches I started hearin'
I firin'
He cut ass a diamond
to the cribpiece, what a relief
Stashed the heat then proceeded to out the window
Call my son, "yo son we got
But no
Money had a so I solved him"

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