Luyện nghe bài hát Time's Up

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

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

I know how to get my off me
can cry and die from 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 him a grip
When I get it, you already know I'm throwing them
Putting everywhere, daddy, I'm throwing them 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
These chances that I take
Should be able to get the mansion by the
But I invest my into something else
Into something else that'll make something
You gotta feel the kid
if not rap for the fact of how real he is,

The to talk is up
So bring the heat, time is over
While you running your 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

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

The time to is up
So bring the heat, time is over
While you your mouth 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 acting up, and I'll leave you