Luyện nghe bài hát Never Gonna Give It Up

(featuring II Men)

[Nas
Man, we you man, you hear me?
This is coming from the man, Nas man
Bravehearts love you man, is to all of ya niggaz
Who been my name from day one to make yourselves famous
Whether you shouting me out on records
Whether you try to come at me on records, or whether you just you know...?
You know... you know how you dick riding This goes out to ya
Cause we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz man
But I'm gon' make you...I you make the papers, this one's for you
Hey yo, up
It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no
Fuck this shit, but you know...? Through the year I to see shit, you knowamsayin?
Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all shit
Niggaz nigga chilling
Got to go through a whole of big shit, all that bullshit
But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo

[Nas with
I'm gonna give it up, fuck that
I made a mil', but that good enough
Ocean and a beach so I can really it up
See, that's the life baby, you got to its life baby
I'm never give it up, fuck that
I made a mil', but that ain't good
and a beach so I can really live it up
See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its baby

1]
Uhh... I got the and the nice ride
Platinum chain, and an ice
All this fame in my life's
I entertain, been so places, see so many different faces
look the same from the stages
After the concert, of long work
Home sick the role, smoking my lungs hurt
Even thought now I'm recording
It's better than, I was pedaling doing wrong
I brought the along, we thuggin
Fucking married they go to their husbands
Bitches ain't shit, we with them
Can't role the streets now, without the heat
I bust the off impost, that shit is weak
On trial, what I'm gon' tell the
He don't give me no smile, he give me no love, nor???? the jury
That's when I need celeb status and the
This motherfucker's hate rappers, what a

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2]
My girl hate I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating
Every morning at my door state policeman
Give him a reason, but I don't it to him
They they heard a disturbance, and I just listen to him
See, I until they push me
hate when you know the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake
Can't how much I miss the block
When we was slinging my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!"
Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead smile
Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - up some gear
I'm going to the studio; my put the track up from "out west"
And he me spit it clear...Uhh
Another hit is just made, album
So ones we getting paid, and now we wilding
Get hype to shoot the video, all in the yo
I'm hoping that a blow, but ya don't hear me thought

3]

Uhh...the haters say I ain't
Hope I fall, but I can't
Got to ball, got to bank
Old ladies hate my moms their kids ate them out to nothing
Catch my moms on the fronting
I got to awake, got to pray today
Glad I'm still alive, fuck them haters say
So many times I ain't rhyme
Wanted a life, when I ain't Nas all the time
Uhh...so many too, do what I got to do
As long as my moms say, "Boy, I'm of you!"
I keep laying hits, one is never
Plus if I stop, how will I legit?