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

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

1]
Uhh... I got the mention and the ride
chain, and an ice watch
All this in my life's hard
I entertain, so many places, see so many different faces
They look the same from the
After the concert, hours of long
sick form the role, smoking my lungs hurt
Even thought now I'm recording
better than, when I was pedaling doing wrong
I brought the crew along, we
Fucking married bitches; they go to husbands
Bitches shit, we laughing with them
Can't even role the now, without the heat
I the nigga off impost, that shit is weak
On trial, what I'm tell the judge
He don't me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the jury
That's when I need status and the blackness
motherfucker's hate rappers, what a life

[Chorus: with

2]
My hate when I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating
Every knocking at my door state policeman
him a reason, but I don't give 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 explain how much I miss the
When we was slinging my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!"
Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead friends
Wake up, I get some air, hit the for a while - pick up some 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 to shoot the video, all in the city yo
I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya hear me thought

3]

Uhh...the say I ain't shit
Hope I fall, but I slip
Got to ball, got to bank
Old ladies hate my moms cause 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 times I ain't wanna
Wanted a normal life, when I 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 keep laying hits, one is quits
Plus if I stop, how will I legit?