Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Up

I got nu thin to (ungh!)
me a ski mask a glock and my tennis shoes
I got nu thin to
Pass me a ski a glock and my tennis shoes (ungh!)
Chorus:
You need to get life together
(hit em up get em up em up)
money 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 back when ya
(Hit em up, get em up, em up)
P]
Man, I'm bout it, bout to get
I ain't trippin if y'all fools doubt me
Penetentiary chances, I danced 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
Mama need food in the
And I need some new Jordan with some white
Bout to rob Peter, to pay
The got me crazy, but I won't fall
On my way to Arizona, got it up
down South the task all on it *sirens*
Bout to put five in the box
Called the C-Murder up for them glocks
ringin, Silkk forgot the neck on some chicken
Cristal, parlay Beck, gettin riches
No longer, livin in
mansions and fifty inch windows
Marble floors, tailor made
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, windows be
Me work a nine to five, fool I like the life
Seen mama so much, she my face cause I ain't livin right
Me give it up, I get
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 where I to live
Me and P dirty, in the Yukon
Bout to get caught in due time, different every state a new

Grab a ski and two nines, say money make the world go round
from out between the knocks I em in
lose, gotta win, false 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
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 grab my gun before I my shoes
Everything on the line, so I can't
Man, look, you know Silkk, you know I'm to act a fool
So I'm a be gon away a breeze
Run like, all type of trees
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I lose
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, there ain't no No Limit
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
Master P, Mercedez,
(hit em up, get em up, em up)
them, dead 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, happened to that
youngsta?)
Man but Will had it comin, ya me? (no) He had it comin, bro (no)
You know what I'm sayin, what (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 what I'm sayin? Fo' scheeze (Whoa,
now)
I got nuthin to lose (Huh, bro?)
Got what? Everything to gain, you know what I'm
(Oh, gots to that there)
Bro, ghetto got me (I feed them children)
Dead, I'm on the run (Huh, bro?) nut I gun
Man, me and Joe, down here actin a donkey (Huh, bro?)
Actin bad, hit three licks today, Third style (uh-huh)
Like P say, I gotta get my (ohh)
cabbage, and my greens (Oh... oh we to get that there)
Yeah you know I'm Tru to this, I mean really, in other
I ain't got to lose, ya heard me? (Say that then)