Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up the Goods (Just Step) - Mobb Deep

Hey yo, get the money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go
The retaliated 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 this
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas don't pay
looked at me and said, "Queen's niggas don't play
Do thing, I'll do mine, kid stay outta my way"

It's hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum
Po po around and tries to relocate me
me up forever but they can't deflate me

'Cause cash is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to havin' money to with
I thought step back look at my life as a
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 Lexus up, and a cellular
Yo Big Noyd! I can't
(What up cuzin'?)
With all these crab niggas tryna my rope

Yo, the R, a double P, E, R, N, O, Y, D
Niggas can't fuck with me, comin' straight QB
an Infiniti, you ask, can I rip it constantly? Mentally?
Definitely, to the death of me, come and me

Trust me, nigga couldn't me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna to, 'cause I'ma blast you
My like a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm born wit' it, I'm gettin' on it

An' I'ma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and wit' it
'Cause I'm a what? Composer 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
Jump out my hooptie, pass my gat and my to my shorty
In my PO try to troop me to the island
And if I start wildin', on niggas walkin' around
Wit' da nice gold

But she didn't me, so I escaped, see
Back to Queen's the fiends makin' more cream
Know what I mean? I'm a born hustler
Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 44 and ya

Yo babe, no time for jacks
'Cause niggas who fake jacks get laid on 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
It's all about robbin', so don't be
When we come through 'cause we to

If you opposed to get face blown dude off the map
'Cause I react, attack a brother wasn't with wealth
So I act that drug 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 life
Step to his business 'cause it's right

Po po ain't around so I grab my
Money retaliated so I hit the
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects
Can't see myself gettin' by a clown-ass nigga
That even from my town

Hit him up in the
And now he's me down dead
And up from under the benches, I started hearin'
I stop firin', he cut ass a diamond

Jetted to the cribpiece, a relief
Stashed the heat then to peep out the window
my son, "Yo son, we got beef but no question
Money had a problem so I him"

I got my mind on the stick-up, now time to get paid
Thinkin' of ways to take already made
There's in the air, ain't no time to be afraid
Gimme and get laid, give up the goods and get sprayed

I got of love for my crew, that is
No for them other crews and rival kids
All them niggas know what time it is
And if they don't they to buy a watch

Word up, caught up in the crossfire get theyself
While I be sippin' gin in a plastic cup
On a park on 12th St., my whole crew's famous
You tried to your gat and keep it real but you nameless

of all, slow down, you on the wrong route
Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all
The life ain't nuttin' to play with, no jokes, no games kid
For years I doin' the same shit
Just drinkin' liquor, doin' bids, extortin' crack
And stickin' up the kids