Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Up

I got nu to lose (ungh!)
me a ski mask a glock and my tennis shoes
I got nu thin to
Pass me a ski mask a and my tennis shoes (ungh!)
Chorus:
You need to get your together
(hit em up get em up em up)
South money and 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)
P]
Man, I'm bout it, to get rowdy
I ain't even trippin if y'all fools me
Penetentiary chances, I done danced 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 brand new
Mama food in the icebox
And I need some new Jordan some white sock
to rob Peter, to pay Paul
The ghetto got me crazy, but I won't
On my way to Arizona, got it up
South with the task all on it *sirens*
Bout to put in the stash box
Called the C-Murder up for them glocks
Beeper ringin, Silkk forgot the neck on chicken
Cristal, with Beck, gettin riches
No longer, livin in
It's mansions and fifty inch
floors, tailor made suits
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, be bulletproof
Me work a to five, fool I like the good life
Seen mama so much, she slapped my face cause I ain't livin
Me give it up, I get
Grabbed the gat, hit the street and the highway, I'm 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 where I to live
Me and P ridin dirty, in the
Bout to get caught in due time, different every state a new

Grab a ski mask and two nines, say money 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 for the cash
Dude, I do it for the stash
the getaway car up with gas, with the smash
Whatever we make, P, we goin in
A nigga sex and greed, costs of livin lavish
Hey I'ma get ya for you got
If you ain't got it, act you don't have it
I my gun before I grab my shoes
on the line, so I can't lose
Man, look, you Silkk, you know I'm bout to act a fool
So I'm a be gon like a breeze
Run like, all type of trees
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't
P]
I got nuthin to
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 words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
Master P, Mercedez,
(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?) Check out (Whoa)
I ain't walk around with that fool (Why, what happened to
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 wasn't even high, though, I high (no)
kinda way, knowhatI'msayin? I'ma get mine (I'm fo sho gon get it)
pay the bills, bro (Huh, bro?)
I gotta get them meals, you know what I'm Fo' scheeze (Whoa,
now)
I ain't got nuthin to (Huh, bro?)
Got what? Everything to gain, you what I'm sayin?
(Oh, gots to have there)
Bro, ghetto got me crazy (I 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, Third Ward (uh-huh)
P say, I gotta get my cornbread (ohh)
cabbage, and my greens (Oh... oh we to get that there)
Yeah you I'm Tru to this, I mean really, in other words
I ain't got nuttin to lose, ya me? (Say that then)