Luyện nghe bài hát Beg For Mercy

G-G, G-G,
No peace talks, no flags
No mercy, I'm yo ass

Niggas done heard about my click how we wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la nostra
You don't bang wit the best
I'll have doc removin' fragments from your
They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I He forgives
shells I let off don't curse my kid
They say fifty done blew up, you changed
you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he to roar
I think he's flyin' eight eight on movin' targets
You run, you still dyin' my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco

Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me
But I take it a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
Keep your wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

There once was some niggas tried to murda me
I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic
four five has made a lot of guys apologize
(Yeah)
The truth come out, of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim hard
A couple chest wounds make a nigga change his heart
I just play my part, and while you up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a cigar
Let's get it

Sticks and may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me
But I take it a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's for it too
Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks

I'm tired of you niggas your may be beef
We gonna be here forever, temporary like baby teeth
(Ah huh)
I'm in and out the clubs, A D D
(Right)
Dark blue Benz, seats, eighty sneaks
(Right)
(Yeah)
These niggas tellin' out the
So you hang 'em off the
At least they'll have to you
The lived in the bags, the bell or hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas that in high school
(Ah)
You can tell I came a long way in' my sense, grown
(Ah huh)
That's why little niggas in the projects love me
You the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I even freestyle for free
I gave 'em a break, over seas
(Right)
But kinda hard to get homie sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone
(Yeah)

Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it a man, you beg for mercy
Keep eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks