Luyện nghe bài hát Beg For Mercy

G-G, G-G,
No talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm yo ass

Niggas done heard my click how we stay wit the toastas
in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't wanna wit the best
I'll have doc removin' fragments from chest
say, "God's a forgivin' man", I hope He forgives
Thirty shells I let off curse my kid
say fifty done blew up, fifty you changed
Nigga you stunt, I out
And you see I'm that same nigga that he start to roar
I think he's flyin' eight outta eight on movin'
You run, you still dyin' my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco

Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
Keep your wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me
But I take it a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

There once was niggas that tried to murda me
I hit 'em up, put 'em in' surgery
four five has made a lot of guys apologize
(Yeah)
The truth out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a change his heart
I play my part, and while you shootin' up cars
I'm smokin' like a Cuban cigar
get it poppin''

Sticks and may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks

I'm tired of you niggas with your may be
We gonna be here forever, you're like baby teeth
(Ah huh)
I'm in and out the clubs, A D D
(Right)
Dark Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
(Right)
(Yeah)
These tellin' out the blue
So you 'em off the bridge
At least they'll to helicopter you
The lived in the bags, the bell or hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas failed in high school
(Ah)
You can tell I came a way in' my sense, home grown
(Ah huh)
That's why them niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my
I don't even for free
I gave 'em a break, flew over
(Right)
But it's kinda hard to get homie sick there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your wit the copies
I put staples in yo ass than a telephone pole
(Yeah)

Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me
But I it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, lookin' for it too
Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks