Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up The Goods (just Step)

Hey yo Queens get the long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think
Pull out my heat first, he pull out his last
Now who the fuck you is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime pay
They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your
I'll do kid stay outta my way"
type hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't stop till I'm eatin' off a plate
Po po around and tries to relocate me
Lock me up forever but can't deflate me cause
Havin' is highly addictive
Especially when you're to havin' money to live with
I thought step back look at my as a whole
Ain't no it seems the devil done stole my soul
I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not ya
I'm tryna get this Lexus up, and a cellular
Yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin'?) I cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my

Yo the r - a double p
E - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas fuck with me
Comin' outta QB
an Infiniti
You ask can I rip it constantly?
Definitely, to the of me
Come and me
Trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he me
So bust me, gonna have to, cause I'mma blast you
My like a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm wit' it
I'm on wit' it
An' I'mma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone it
Cause I'm a what? of hardcore
A lyrical
make me buck ya, cause I'm a wild muthafucka
You know my flow, you know my
pack my gat when I go to see my PO
Jump out my
Pass my gat and my to my shorty
In my PO try to troop me to the island
And if I wildin'
Flippin' on walkin' around wit' da nice gold medallions
But she didn't violate me, so I see
Back to Queen's the fiends makin' more Cream
Know what I mean? I'm a natural hustler
Won't try to cut ya, out my 4 4 and bust ya

Yo babe no time for fakin'
Cuz niggas who fake jacks get on their backs
The streets is real can't roll steel
I feel how I cause I was born to kill
Do I gotta, to eat a decent meal
is starvin', don't try to find a job son
It's all about
So be alarmed
When we through, cause we supposed to
If you to
Get your blown dude, off the map
I react, attack
A wasn't blessed with wealth so I act like that
Drug
I'm frontin on the world once I start
Cause back on the side we do a ride
Sippin E & J, gettin' bent all
Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole
Step to his business cause it's only
Po po ain't so I grab my pound
Money so I hit the ground
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects
Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a nigga
That ain't even from my
Hit him up in the and now he's layin' me down dead
And up from under the benches I started hearin'
I stop
He cut ass a diamond
Jetted to the cribpiece, a relief
Stashed the heat then to peep out the window
Call my son, "yo son we got
But no
Money had a problem so I him"

I got my mind on the stick-up now time to get paid
Thinkin' of ways to loot already made
There's crime in the air, no time to be afraid
yours and get laid
Give up the goods and get
I got lots of love, for my crew is
No love for them other crews and rival
All out-a-town niggas know what time it is
And if they don't they need to buy a
up
Caught up in the cross-fire get hurt
I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup
On a park on 12th st., my whole crew's famous
You to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless
First of all slow down, you on the route
Let me put you on your and show you what's it all about
The street life ain't nuttin' to with
No jokes no kid
For years I been doin' the same
drinkin' liquor, doin' bids
Extortin' heads
And stickin' up the stick-up