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 using my name from day one to yourselves famous
Whether you shouting me out on records
you try to come at me on your records, or whether you just you know...?
You know... you know how you dick riding This goes out to ya
we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz famous man
But I'm gon' make you...I make you make the papers, this for you
Hey yo, up
It been a lot of times when a nigga wanna fuck with this rap shit no more
Fuck shit, but you know...? Through the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin?
Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all that
Niggaz thinking nigga
Got to go through a whole bunch of big shit, all bullshit
But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo

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

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

[Chorus: changes]

2]
My girl hate when I'm with my boys, think I'm
morning knocking 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 cooperate until push me
Cops hate when you the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake
Can't explain how I miss the block
When we was slinging my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!"
Now when I'm I can see my dead friends smile
Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up gear
I'm going to the my engineer put the track up from "out west"
And he told me it clear...Uhh
Another hit is just made, album
So ones we getting paid, and now we wilding
Get hype to the video, all in the city yo
I'm hoping a nigga blow, but ya don't hear me thought

3]

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