Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Up

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

Chorus:

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

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Man, I'm it, bout to get rowdy
I even trippin if y'all fools doubt me
Penetentiary chances, I done with it
and went hell, came back, down to do whatever
Hit em up (hit em up) em up, pick em up
I hope ya got insurance on ya new truck
need food in the icebox
And I need new jordan with some white sock
Bout to rob peter, to pay
The ghetto got me crazy, but I fall
On my way to arizona, got it up
Down with the task all on it *sirens*
to put five in the stash box
Called the up for them plastic glocks
Beeper ringin, silkk forgot the neck on some
Cristal, with beck, gettin riches
No longer, in condos
It's and fifty inch windows
Marble floors, tailor suits
Lex luthor, ferraris, windows be
Me work a nine to five, fool I the good life
Seen mama so much, she slapped my face I ain't livin right
Me give it up, I get
Grabbed the gat, hit the 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 hot, so I can't go where I used to live
Me and p ridin dirty, in the
Bout to get caught in due time, different place state a new crime
Grab a ski and two nines, say money 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 many I kill goin for the
Dude, I gotta do it for the
Fill the getaway car up with gas, the smash
we make, p, we goin in half
A nigga sex money and greed, of livin lavish
Hey i'ma get ya for you got
If you ain't got it, act you don't have it
I grab my gun before I grab my
Everything on the line, so I can't
Man, look, you know silkk, you I'm bout to act a fool
So I'm a be gon like a breeze
Run through like, all of trees
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't

p]
I got to lose
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my shoes

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, presidents, cause we have nuthin to lose
(hit em up, get em up, em up)

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