Luyện nghe bài hát Time's Up

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

The to talk is up
So the heat, that time is over
you running 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 acting up, and I'll leave you

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

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

Hey yo, know the champ is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two a year
And I want to rock for a century
Then chase the with the documentary
If you, can't do other than flow
Life's a bitch like the from "Blow", let's go
Don't me put your heart in your lap
Fuck riding the beat, nigga, I park on the track
Hop out looking crispy, and new
In the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi
And, I don't you.
But I know a man becomes a man all the shit that he go through
ain't fucking with Jason
After I cash in, there's no justification
Of how I'm gonna change the game, so don't get line
Cause this little will change your frame, what up

The to talk is up
So bring the heat, that time is
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, acting up, and I'll leave you underground