Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Yours

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
Gimme what you get back
Gimme, why don't you the world?
what you can't get back, for the five Burroughs

Yo, it's hard to show resistance when money-gettin'
Need my to stock figures, beyond non-existence
Fuck my distance, 'cos bein' poor produced persistence
plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail centers
I'm by the idlest of individuals
Killers and criminals, willies that's really into jewels
But still on who I cling to
'Cos every nigga that swing through
Ain't my man just we mingle

To mistake shit, even females be feedin' off that fake
Filled with envy and hatred but my hopes help me escape it
Temporarily the window world, read the wise
nourish me, properly with that inner city, urban GC
I fucked those beyond my age bracket
they analyze and mack to get the papers and stack it
Leavin' no trace to track it, keep on thinkin' is accurate
That mack shit, livin' the lifestyle, we filled black wit

Just
(Pimp lines and signs)
gimme
(Rollin' trees, G's)
what you can't get back
(True dat, I you knew that)
Just
(Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you the world?
(Rollin' wit us)
Gimme what you get back, for the five Burroughs

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I a million-plus, ain't much to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni down with lizards
realism so I visualisin' to live it
Movin' cleverly wit intentions of
Strong pedigree got me touchin' papers, others never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
Symbolizes the essence, you're in a sweppervescence

Drug investments, a thug's plug, the insurance, but informers
They had you wanted for warrants you get enormous
Life's a performance so players play wit
'Cos from war sense, any willing to get more intense
They to break us but all it did was just make us
across acres for papers, bona fide money takers
'Cos we know somehow we all gotta go
As long as we're leavin' thievin', we'll be wit some kind of doe
So

gimme
(Pimp lines and signs)
gimme
(Rollin' trees, G's)
what you can't get back
(True dat, I you knew that)
Just
(Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you gimme the
(Rollin' wit us)
Gimme what you get back
(It's real, NYC)

gimme
(QB)
Just
(BK, VT)
what you can't get back
(See me, AZ y'all, representin')
Just
(Yeah, the life is strife life)
Why you gimme the world?
(Representin')
Gimme what you get back
(Life's a bitch)