Luyện nghe bài hát Gave Em Hope

Let niggas have the Grammys, we got the streets
We rich and my chick the baddest
This Rollie like my trophy, young

When needed motivation (What you do?)
I gave 'em
When my needed money (What you do?)
I him dope
Every time we to war (What we do?)
We 'em smoke
Fiends was copping, I was
Fuck shit, we gave 'em soap
forgot we gave 'em hope

1]
I would spend time on that corner to stack me a hundred up
Strapped with that Glock with on my hip shit the was running up
I look at niggas and I can tell they are not one of us
I ride in the back like a nigga that can't the front of the bus
had it segregated, bulletproof Caddy, I escalated
Stepped up in my game a escalator
When you shine like I shine, you get haters
Seen 'em with the fake and I hesitated
"Wait, niggas serious?", or maybe Meek Milly delirious
Judge had to a nigga, no period
I'm fear in these niggas, ain't sparing these niggas
I cut out your head with a hair on the
Try to reach for my chain I deal with you niggas
I end one of you niggas, had the paramedics screaming, "Clear", on you
Uh, back in the Phil, we gon' get to the money and stack up that dough it way up
'Member them bitches? played us back in the day like a Sega
Now I got paper, nigga doing so major
Niggas is hater, look as they
Yeah, we balling, bitch, it's the Chasers

I gave 'em
When my nigga needed (What you do?)
I gave him
Every we went to war (What we do?)
We gave 'em
was copping, I was broke
Fuck that shit, we gave 'em
They forgot we 'em hope

2]
Uh, look at the and stack it up
I talk it, I bag it up
You popping shit on Instagram
Shit that you're ain't adding up
that you're popping ain't making sense
I got fifty reasons say you're dick
And it's fifty reasons I kill, nigga
But, for real, nigga, I been taking with my Philly niggas
Got the richest chick, she's from hood
Niggas hating on me, I really tripping, shit, I'm good
I be in the 40 the .40 on me like I should
I be deep in your hood you never be at
Be with them guys you never could dap
You never adapt
You know the game, if you a rat, you forever a rat
We never with that
You tried to go "Money" May with that paper, but now you in debt you never was that
Fuck is you high? You know than that
Mention my name and Berettas with
I for real in these streets, in the world with that piece I'm like Metta with that
what you heard, I'm a get mine out the curb
I'm a just sit back, I'm 'em serve
How niggas, they ride the wave and they surf
I'm on my surfboard, what I worked for
Mention my name, the your get murked for
Shit you get robbed for, shit you get for
Shit you get carried boxes into for, oh

I gave 'em
my nigga needed money (What you do?)
I gave him
time we went to war (What we do?)
We 'em smoke
Fiends was copping, I was
Fuck that shit, we 'em soap
They forgot we gave 'em