Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up Fast

Got out the airport, the pick me up in the truck
Jury junkie fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy? You the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban all up in my room and lobby

like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the connect
When I lost but back then was my
Now it's to floss

Eye for an eye mine is yours
I need a with the flowers
at Trump Towers
Sit at the table we can for hours

On gettin' riches, a cinch, a glimpse
The World Is Yours all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a new beginning
From and prima, loads of women rockin' linen

I got a plan to the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin' niggas out tha hood and just 'em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse the cowboy brand

Give it up fast, and not slow
Not goin' to the if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is this shit
QBC, nigga grab click

son, I'm feelin' it, opposition want me dead, concealin' shit
Four gats got me livin', kid, rushin' my pyramid
You secondary, go against the then you adversary
Had to bury niggas on my side, that

Ran his mouth like a bitch, now layin' in a ditch
dug for himself on his grave I had to piss
Scud missile miss you
Hit you, scratch you off, we left Jim rip through

You deeper, you ain't havin' it me either
It's drama, ain't got for no breathers
Rapper Noyd make niggas into believers

Huh, huh
Hey Noyd, up this cat right here, man
up

The tough guy strong me, I guess he got to ruin me
He ta do me slowly but surely I beat his fast ass a bit early
Grabbed the raid, the shit was curly
Put the drome to his dome let him it's never early

You can slide before I snatch the heat his side
Saw the devil in by the look in his eyes
He was surprised I him up regulated his gat
And backed him up, stepped to the side, P em up

Hey yo, cannons are rough, you got strucked up, ya strokes
So rapper nigga playin' try to pro shit
(Yo, kill nigga, man)
All I was I shot for his throat G
You see big guns and 3-D is

It gets deep, with these Chinese
Thai weed my hip from hot gats
my lips from roach clips
Catch me on 40th and in the a.m.

These 'R-tape cats, insomniacs
Four in the mornin' we back some Cognac juice
Lettin' gats in the blue van blitz through
These kids too find the pistol

Ay yo, I got the Lexus, holdin' my
I'm off some next shit, gasoline wick, a kerosene twist
Stumblin', place of my gun right, it's slipped its caliber
for chicks that he can stab now

Numbed up for my cup, I held juice of sin's nectar
Saints found they
Mega-action, bitches all ready to fuck
Big asses, you bought all the shit, pressin' ya

My pipe like a night train top speed through ya warm piece
[Unverified] to say the

Give up the pussy fast, and not slow
Not goin' to the cell if it a freak show
Said you know Mobb Deep is this shit
QBC, grab their click

Give it up fast, and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' shit
QBC, nigga grab click

(And how it go)
And that's it
(If it ain't a show)
It a freak show

Ya know I'm sayin'?
(Don't give up, don't up, don't give up)
go
(You the deal)
Rapper Noyd, rapper P, Nas, to the exit

Niggas we out, up
(The Infamous)
It's over
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
Tell the rest of the