Luyện nghe bài hát Never Gonna Give It Up

(featuring II Men)

talking]
Man, we you man, you hear me?
is coming from the General man, Nas man
Bravehearts love you man, 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 come at me on your records, or you just you know...?
You know... you know how you riding man? This goes out to ya
Cause we love you man, I've done a lot of niggaz famous 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 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 fancy cars, diamonds all that shit
Niggaz thinking chilling
Got to go through a whole of big shit, all that bullshit
But you know what? Fuck that shit, you know how I Yo

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

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

[Chorus: with

2]
My girl hate I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating
Every morning knocking at my door state
Give him a reason, but I don't it to him
They said they a disturbance, and I just listen to him
See, I cooperate until 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 with 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 - pick up some gear
I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the up from "out west"
And he me spit it clear...Uhh
hit is just made, another album
So ones we getting paid, and now we wilding
Get to shoot the video, all in the city yo
I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't 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 their kids ate them out to
Catch my moms on the bench
I got to stay awake, got to pray
I'm still alive, fuck what them haters say
So many times I ain't rhyme
Wanted a normal life, when I ain't Nas all the
Uhh...so many too, do what I got to do
As as my moms say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!"
I keep laying hits, one is never
Plus if I stop, how will I stay