Luyện nghe bài hát Never Gonna Give It Up

(featuring II Men)

[Nas
Man, we love you man, you me?
This is coming from the man, Nas man
love you man, this is to all of ya niggaz
Who been using my name from day one to make famous
Whether you shouting me out on your
Whether you try to at me on your records, or whether you just you know...?
You know... you how you dick riding man? 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 make you the papers, this one's for you
Hey yo, up
It been a lot of when a nigga ain't 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 chilling
Got to go through a whole of big shit, all that bullshit
But you know what? Fuck that shit, you how I feel? Yo

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

1]
Uhh... I got the mention and the nice
chain, and an ice watch
All this in my life's 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 now I'm recording songs
It's better than, I was pedaling doing wrong
I the crew along, we thuggin
Fucking married bitches; they go to their
Bitches shit, we laughing 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 don't give me no love, the jury
That's I need celeb status and the blackness
This hate rappers, what a life

with changes]

2]
My girl hate when I'm with my boys, I'm cheating
morning knocking at my door state policeman
Give him a reason, but I don't it to him
They said they heard a disturbance, and I just to him
See, I cooperate until they me
Cops hate when you the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake
Can't how much I miss the block
When we was slinging with my niggaz, "Fuck the cops!"
Now when I'm dreaming I can see my friends smile
Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up gear
I'm to the studio; my engineer put the track up from "out west"
And he me spit it clear...Uhh
hit is just made, another album
So ones again we 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 shit
Hope I fall, but I can't
Got to ball, got to chips
Old ladies my moms cause their kids ate them out to nothing
Catch my moms on the bench
I got to awake, got to pray today
Glad I'm alive, fuck what them haters say
So many times I wanna rhyme
Wanted a normal life, I ain't Nas all the time
Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do
As long as my moms say, "Boy, I'm of you!"
I keep hits, one is never quits
if I stop, how will I stay legit?