Luyện nghe bài hát Never Gonna Give It Up

(featuring II Men)

talking]
Man, we love you man, you me?
This is coming from the man, Nas man
Bravehearts you man, this is to all of ya niggaz
Who been using my name from day one to yourselves famous
you shouting me out on your records
Whether you try to come at me on records, or whether you just you know...?
You know... you know how you dick riding 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 you make the papers, this one's for you
Hey yo, up
It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap no more
Fuck shit, but you know...? Through the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin?
see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all that shit
Niggaz thinking chilling
Got to go a whole bunch of big shit, all that bullshit
But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo

with chorus]
I'm never gonna give it up, that
I made a mil', but 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 baby
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

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

[Chorus: with

2]
My girl hate when I'm with my boys, think I'm
Every knocking at my door state policeman
him a reason, but I don't give it to him
They said they a disturbance, and I just listen to him
See, I cooperate until they 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 dreaming I can see my dead smile
Wake up, I get some air, hit the for a while - pick up some gear
I'm going to the 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 paid, and now we wilding
Get hype to shoot the video, all in the yo
I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't me thought

3]

Uhh...the haters say I 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 on the bench fronting
I got to stay awake, got to pray
I'm still alive, fuck what them haters say
So many times I wanna rhyme
Wanted a normal life, when I ain't Nas all the
Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do
As as my moms say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!"
I keep laying hits, one is never
if I stop, how will I stay legit?