Luyện nghe bài hát Never Gonna Give It Up

(featuring II Men)

talking]
Man, we you man, you hear me?
This is from the General man, Nas man
Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya
Who using my name from day one to make yourselves famous
Whether you shouting me out on records
Whether you try to at me on your records, or whether you just you know...?
You know... you know how you dick riding man? This out to ya
Cause we you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz famous man
But I'm gon' you...I make you make the papers, this one's for you
Hey yo, up
It been a lot of times when a ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no more
Fuck this shit, but you know...? the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin?
Nigga see niggaz driving with fancy cars, diamonds all that 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 never gonna give it up, fuck
I made a mil', but that ain't good
Ocean and a so I can really live it up
See, the life baby, you got to understand its life baby
I'm never gonna give it up, fuck
I made a mil', but that good enough
Ocean and a beach so I can really it up
See, the life baby, you got to understand its life baby

1]
Uhh... I got the mention and the nice
chain, and an ice watch
All this fame in my hard
I entertain, been so many places, see so different faces
They look the same the stages
the concert, hours of long work
Home sick form the role, smoking my hurt
Even thought now I'm songs
It's better than, when I was pedaling wrong
I the crew along, we thuggin
Fucking married they go to their husbands
Bitches ain't shit, we laughing with
Can't even role the streets now, the heat
I bust the nigga off impost, that shit is
On trial, what I'm tell the judge
He don't give me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the
That's when I celeb status and the blackness
This motherfucker's rappers, what a life

[Chorus: with

2]
My girl when I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating
Every morning knocking at my state policeman
Give him a reason, but I don't it to him
They said heard a disturbance, and I just listen to him
See, I cooperate they push me
Cops hate you know the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake
explain how much I miss the block
When we was with 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 - pick up some gear
I'm to the studio; my engineer put the track up from "out west"
And he told me it clear...Uhh
hit is just made, another album
So ones again we getting paid, and now we
Get to shoot the video, all in the city yo
I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't hear me

3]

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