Luyện nghe bài hát Time's Up

Yeah, yo, I'm the nigga with the perpetual oyster
Mother of delivery, voice of God
And, it's hard just being the
I can't go to jail cause them years'll cost me
Don't get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he me
Rather just sit back and a dutch
how I'ma put the game in the cobra clutch
Think about how I'ma get the 'caine over
Never underestimate niggas, or over trust
yeah them M's is right in my
I just gotta my Timbs on and tighten my lace
If it don't jam, the Tech spray
When I spit everybody gotta like pepper spray
Cause I'm a nigga that hate to
I'm a man of the Lord but I still can't the devil
Moved and still can't escape the ghetto, what

The to talk is up
So the heat, that time is over
While you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, I can get my hands on
my bluff, start acting up, and I'll leave you underground

I know how to get my off me
They can cry and die from high blood cause tears are salty
It's a symptom if you bobbin head
Know that sick, know the flow is ridic', now throw him a grip
When I get it, you already I'm throwing them bricks
Putting purple everywhere, daddy, I'm them nicks
right, homey, you can't move me
I ain't going nowhere, I'm in the like bootleg movies
All you shooting is the breeze, a uzi
I'm just waiting on a que Suzie, don't lose me
These penitentiary chances that I
Should be able to get the by the lake
But I invest my bread something else
Into something else that'll make something
You just feel the kid
if not rap for the of how real he is, whatever

The time to is up
So the heat, that time is over
you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, I can get my hands on
Call my bluff, start acting up, and I'll leave you

Hey yo, niggas know the is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two a year
And I just want to for a century
Then chase the book the documentary
If you, can't do nothing other flow
Life's a bitch like the mother "Blow", let's go
Don't me put your heart in your lap
Fuck the beat, nigga, I parallel park on the track
Hop out crispy, fresh and new
In the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi
And, I don't you.
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit he go through
Y'all ain't with Jason
After I in, there's really no justification
Of how I'm gonna change the game, so get outta line
Cause this little nine will change frame, what up

The time to is up
So bring the heat, that time is
While you running your mouth I'm creeping up over shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my on
Call my bluff, start acting up, and I'll you underground