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

Hey yo Queens get the Money time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle 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 livin' to this
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas don't pay
They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas play. Do your thing
I'll do kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard survive in New York state
Can't till I'm eatin' 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 thought back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems the devil done my soul
I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not ya
I'm tryna get this Lexus up, and a cellular
Yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin'?) I can't
With all these crab niggas tryna my rope

Yo the r - a double p
E - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas fuck with me
straight outta QB
Pushin' an
You ask can I rip it constantly?
Definitely, to the of me
Come and me
Trust me, couldn't touch me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna to, cause I'mma blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill
I'm born it
I'm on wit' it
An' I'mma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone it
Cause I'm a what? Composer of
A destructor
Don't make me ya, cause I'm a wild muthafucka
You my flow, you know my stilo
Even my gat when I go to see my PO
Jump out my
Pass my gat and my to my shorty
In case my PO try to me to the island
And if I start
Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da gold medallions
But she didn't me, so I escaped see
Back to Queen's pumpin' the 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 no time for fakin' jacks
Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their
The streets is real can't without steel
I how I feel cause I was born to kill
Do what I gotta, to eat a decent
is starvin', don't try to find a job son
It's all robbin'
So don't be
When we come through, cause we to
If you to
Get your blown dude, off the map
I react, attack
A brother wasn't blessed 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 dat? I never seen him in my whole
Step to his business cause it's only
Po po ain't around so I my pound
Money so I hit the ground
My life is on the line hold my projects down
Can't see myself gettin' by a clown-ass nigga
That even from my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down
And up from under the I started hearin' sirens
I firin'
He cut ass a diamond
to the cribpiece, what a relief
Stashed the heat proceeded to peep 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 now it's time to get paid
Thinkin' of to take loot already made
There's crime in the air, ain't no to be afraid
Gimme and get laid
Give up the goods and get
I got of love, for my crew that is
No love for them other and rival kids
All them out-a-town niggas know what it is
And if they don't they to buy a watch
up
Caught up in the get theyself hurt
While I be sippin' gin straight in a cup
On a park on 12th st., my whole crew's famous
You to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless
First of all slow down, you on the route
Let me put you on your feet and you what's it all about
The street life nuttin' to play with
No jokes no kid
For I been doin' the same shit
drinkin' liquor, doin' bids
Extortin' crack
And up the stick-up kids