Give It Up (feat. 6200 Rob Da Builderr) - Spilly 6200 & Lon6z

As you see i'm here just like you wanted me To give in I lost my sympathy for them It's raining for a week now Let's take it as a cure To wash away this killing truth I'm sick and tired of wasting time but how to stop it yet No answers just silly phrases running through my head I'm sick and tired of counting days so pull the trigger now Please stop it or it will kill me bye for now Give it up! give it up! 'Cause it's right now Give it up! 'Cause the time seems bright now Everything you had now to forget (2x) Once again You've left me breathless Here I am So understand That every story has an end No more one last chapter, no more one last try So this could be my last goodbye Give it up! give it up! 'Cause it's right now Give it up! 'Cause the time seems bright now Everything you had now to forget (2x) Now to forget (3x) As you see I'm here just like you wanted me I'm here just like you wanted me! No more one last chapter, no more one last try So this could be my last goodbye!

暖かい 涙で ふいに目覚めた 焦がれた 夢の続きは 何処にあるの 寂しいよ Please, give it back いつになれば楽になれる 押しては返す波に抗って 白い枕に 寝惚けたままの顔を 埋めて 同じ夢を 願うほどに 冴えていくよ Please, give it back 代わりなんていないよ あなたの匂い 思い出せない 波に攫われて 夢の続きを 捕まえにいくから 待ってて いつの間にか 孤独ぶるには 優しさに触れすぎた 沁みてく 顔上げてみようか ひとりじゃないって 信じてみたい 信じてみたいの Give it a shot 生まれたばかりの淡い光に 希望を見たの 胸が熱いよ 手を握っていよう 迷わないように 明日からまた 選んだ道を進めるように

Aye, Aww shit, awww shit, Damnnnn Dang Shit I almost I almost fell in this bitch Uhhhhhhh huhhhh Uhhhhhhh huhhh hhhaaaa Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa Uhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh Bitch Bitch Ahhhh, Bitch Hahaha bitch ask me do I want some shrimp tacos Hundred thousand in my jeans got my knots swole I don't want no shells on my taco cause I drop those Damn we got a hunnid shells I knew a nigga selling weed out of Taco Bell Bitch got a stankin' ass booty got a nacho smell She only want my money I don't fuck with stripper hoes 2013 I was trapping out the bando Not a Migos dreads real long so yo bitch she call me Huncho I'm ballin' like I'm Lonzo and pass er like Im Rondo Ima Simpson baby I'm still striking out the condos Keep my shooter from the Nola he gone turn nigga John Doe I'm the type of nigga see the money with a blind fold So much stress from these Baguettes, why you niggas rocking Rhinestones You really scared to get some paper I took a chance I had to fly alone How you screamin' gang and when its smoke you niggas die alone How you trap with no connection man you niggas need to buy a phone Probably need to try a loan, boy this paper Nia Long If you want some perks the only thing that we agreein' on It's the middle of the summer but I swear I got my heater on Yea designer sneakers on, shoes came from Virgil and they say off but I swear a nigga Gotta keep em on We getting money like Uhhhhhhh huhhhh Ima have her screaming like Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa I been balling on these niggas like Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa Choppa get to singing like Uhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh Bitch ask me what I weigh I ain't got no scale Music gave me the goosebumps I ain't got no chills Cooking burgers on the stove I ain't grill Nigga pulled up with some boo boo weed it ain't got no smell Aye, why the fuck you didn't study cause I'm not gone fail Nigga say his best friend fake but he do not know real Why the fuck you shoot the gun if you not gone kill Why the fuck you take it out the store if you ain't gone steal Bitch I ain't superman but I'm the man of steel Nigga got a couple hundred thousand but he lame still Yea its sunshine outside but it rain still I don't hang around bro no more but he gang still Aye, I be with my gang you ain't gotta listen to my music don't forget my name Bro just came home I can't forget about flame I thank god they release my bro out them chains Thank god little bro made it out the trenches Did a bid for his homie so he came home to the riches Got home a little early people looking at him suspicious Baby momma getting dick while he away, thicker than a biscuit How these niggas judge when they friends with these prosecutors Doing time for some scamming shit they swear they some shooters I ain't never seen yo dog kill shit that nigga neuter Man that nigga shooting blanks, aye More bitches than a dog pound call me Mr. Cleo you can call now Only way you get a ride if you ride me like a Greyhound Hear these chain fuckin' rattle when you sucking on my snake How the fuck don't know your name then fuck me ask me on a date How the hell you smile up in my face when you know you fake I'ma bad boy I can't stop I'm Puffy and I'm Mase Ima bad boy I won't stop almost caught a case Sexy attorney give me Kit Kat almost caught a break Uhhhhhhh huhhhh Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa Uhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh