Luyện nghe bài hát Time's Up

Yeah, yo, I'm the nigga with the perpetual oyster
of pearl delivery, voice of God
And, it's just being the boss
Being I can't go to cause them years'll cost me
get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force me
Rather just sit back and roll a
how I'ma put the game in the cobra clutch
Think about how I'ma get the 'caine over
Never underestimate niggas, or trust them
yeah M's is right in my face
I just gotta throw my Timbs on and my lace
If it don't jam, the Tech spray
I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray
Cause I'm a that hate to settle
I'm a man of the but I still can't escape the devil
Moved away and still can't the ghetto, what

The to talk is up
So bring the heat, time is over
you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my on
my bluff, start acting up, and I'll leave you underground

I know how to get my off me
They can cry and die from high blood pressure tears are salty
It's a symptom if you your head
Know that he's sick, know the flow is ridic', now him a grip
When I get it, you already know I'm them bricks
Putting purple everywhere, daddy, I'm throwing nicks
That's right, homey, you move me
I ain't going nowhere, I'm in the hood bootleg movies
All you is the breeze, a bootleg uzi
I'm just waiting on a que Suzie, don't lose me
penitentiary chances that I take
Should be able to get the by the lake
But I invest my bread into something
Into something that'll make something melt
You just feel the kid
if not rap for the of how real he is, whatever

The time to is up
So bring the heat, that is over
While you your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, I can get my hands on
Call my bluff, start up, and I'll leave you underground

Hey yo, niggas the champ is in here
He took it from to rap, now he put out two anthems a year
And I just want to rock for a
Then chase the book with the
If you, can't do nothing other flow
Life's a bitch the mother from "Blow", let's go
make me put your heart in your lap
Fuck the beat, nigga, I parallel park on the track
Hop out looking crispy, and new
In the six, but a BM, and it's Pepsi blue
And, I know you.
But I know a man becomes a man all the shit that he go through
Y'all fucking with Jason
I cash in, there's really no justification
Of how I'm change the game, so don't get outta line
Cause little nine will change your frame, what up

The to talk is up
So bring the heat, that is over
While you running your I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my on
Call my bluff, start up, and I'll leave you underground