Luyện nghe bài hát Its Time To Give Me Mine

Been running for too
Been running for too
Been for too long

It's time to give me
to time to give me mine
Time to give me
running for too long
It's to give me mine

I'm so far man
What they talking bout, Fee, ain't saying shit
It weak a whole court, like Stan Smith
Or Judge Judy, you niggas betta me
'Cause I bought my mans a Glock, and I myself a uzi

confuse me, no they don't amuse me
I come after the money, like Wednesday come Tuesday
I told I'm wylin', he say don't worry I got ya
He told me, cut the heads off, and bring 'em for papa
Yea, dem niggas gettin' scurred,

All dat talkin', just a whole of verb
Pussy ass got a whole bunch of nerve
I have 'em put yo picture on a bunch of shirts
I smoke a lot of weed and a whole bunch of syrup
I like brain, so I fucks with a bunch of nerds
Heh, I am 1
'Cause 2 is not a winner, and no one remembers

Been running for too
Been running for too
Been running for too

It's to give me mine
Time to to give me mine
Time to me mine
Benn for too long
It's time to me mine

F. Baby, yea
(Bitch)
See, is the topic, baby
See, I'm a giant, all otha niggas mockin', baby
microscopic, baby
Big crib, I even hear 'em knockin', baby

to the top, like I'm tied to a rocket, baby
To all the woman, let's make a tropic, baby
I got so bitches, I could make a combination
I'd like to thank the haters, for yo
I got dat doctor chopper, give you an

this is my crusaders, kill for conformation
We all got on masks, we to toxic waste 'em
I hope they momma raised 'em, cause they got bitch
If they don't pay for ya, they get ya back

talk, stop walkin' on ya back legs
Step into the light, bullshit backstage
I used to tote a 32 up in my crack
I dat AK-47 in my rap days

Been for too long
Been running for too
running for too long

It's time to me mine
Time to to give me mine
to give me mine
Benn for too long
It's time to give me

I'm comin', Wizzle F.
(Bitch)

Come and get it, can get it
But I'm the president
be a lil more politic
I'm chillin' in the

dats how many nurses
I got working on my
in the grass, rats, lizards
But 'round here, snitches don't exist like
Hoe ain't punch, I'm sippin' on some sizzurp
I roll a fat joint, and do my fingers like

Da game so cold, I done had my share of
But now I got dat big money runnin' like rivers,
I'm to get my shit straight, burner on the hip waist
a nigga street full of bones, like a fish plate

Yea, I'm the hood, but now I'm livin' in a rich way
Swear I got on my knees, and God for this day
So say you wanna say
I need to throw a cup of in my face
1st place, I

running for too long
Been running for too
running for too long

It's time to me mine
Time to to give me mine
Time to me mine
running for too long
It's to give me mine