Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Yours

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

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

To mistake shit, even females be feedin' off that fake
Filled with envy and but my high hopes help me escape it
the window world, don't read the wise
Verbally me, properly with that inner city, urban GC
I with those beyond my age bracket
'Cos they analyze and mack to get the papers and it
Leavin' no to track it, keep on thinkin' tappers is accurate
That mack shit, livin' the lifestyle, we filled with wit

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

So in God I trust, I for a 850-deluxe
And in too, I touch a million-plus, much to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace with lizards
It's realism so I to live it
Movin' cleverly wit intentions of
Strong pedigree got me touchin' papers, others would see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
the essence, you're sailin' in a sweppervescence

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

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

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