Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Up

I got to lose (ungh!)
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my shoes
I got nu-thin to
me a ski mask a glock, and my tennis shoes (ungh!)

Chorus:

You need to get, your together
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
South and hustlin, don't last forever
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
Some say g's make the world go round
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
You say you got nothin to lose, but who got a when ya down?
(hit em up, get em up, em up)

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Man, I'm bout it, to get rowdy
I ain't even trippin if y'all doubt me
Penetentiary chances, I done with it
Died and went hell, back, down to do whatever
Hit em up (hit em up) stick em up, em up
I hope ya got on ya brand new truck
Mama need in the icebox
And I need some new jordan with some sock
to rob peter, to pay paul
The ghetto got me crazy, but I fall
On my way to arizona, got it up
south with the task all on it *sirens*
Bout to put in the stash box
the c-murder up for them plastic glocks
Beeper ringin, silkk forgot the on some chicken
Cristal, parlay with beck, gettin
No longer, livin in
It's mansions and inch windows
floors, tailor made suits
Lex luthor, ferraris, be bulletproof
Me a nine to five, fool I like the good life
Seen so much, she slapped my face cause I ain't livin right
Me it up, I get rowdy
the gat, hit the street and the highway, I'm bout it, bout it

[silkk the
I gots, nuthin to lose, I'm on the run like the
My spot kinda hot, so I can't go I used to live
Me and p dirty, in the yukon
Bout to get caught in due time, different every state a new crime
Grab a ski mask and two nines, say make the world go round
out between the knocks I lets em in
Can't lose, gotta win, move, end up in the pen
How I kill goin for the cash
Dude, I do it for the stash
Fill the getaway car up gas, with the smash
we make, p, we goin in half
A nigga sex and greed, costs of livin lavish
Hey i'ma get ya for you got
If you got it, act like you don't have it
I grab my gun before I grab my
Everything on the line, so I lose
Man, look, you silkk, you know I'm bout to act a fool
So I'm a be gon away like a
Run through like, all type of
I gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't lose

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I got to lose
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis

We're in it deep, and in it to win it
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
In other words, ain't no stoppin no limit
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
p, mercedez, t-r-u
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
After them, dead presidents, cause we nuthin to lose
(hit em up, get em up, em up)

Little bro (whattup? ) check out (whoa)
I ain't walk around with that fool (why, what happened to that )
Man but had it comin, ya heard me? (no) he had it comin, bro (no)
You know what I'm sayin, happenin? (holla at ya people)
I wasn't even high, though, I wasn't (no)
Some way, knowhati'msayin? i'ma get mine (I'm fo sho gon get it)
Gotta pay the bills, bro (huh, )
I gotta get them meals, you know what I'm sayin? fo' (whoa, now)
I ain't got nuthin to lose (huh, )
Got what? everything to gain, you what I'm sayin?
(oh, gots to have there)
Bro, got me crazy (I feed them children)
Dead, I'm on the run (huh, bro? ) nut I gun
Man, me and dead joe, here actin a donkey (huh, bro? )
Actin bad, hit three licks today, ward style (uh-huh)
p say, I gotta get my cornbread (ohh)
Cabbage, and my greens (oh... oh we to get that there)
Yeah you know I'm tru to this, I mean really, in words
I ain't got nuttin to lose, ya me? (say that then)