Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (Intro to "The Fall Off")

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm I survived
We wasn't s'posed to get 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we
All these niggas popping now is
Everybody say the music they make is
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the thing
You gotta give a boy a chance to some
talkin' like they know somethin' these days
Niggas woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all frontin' these
Man, they barely old enough to
To tell them what they do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em' dissed me, I'm
I ain't trippin', listen to my reply
Come here lil' man, let me talk ya'
See if I can paint for you the larger
Congrats 'cause you made it out mama's house
I hope you enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and your foreign
I got some good advice, never quit
'Cause the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap
I hear your music and I know that rap's
A bunch of folks would say that that's a bad
'Cause everything's commercial and pop now
drums is the shit that's hot now
See, I've been on a quest for the wave
But never mind, that was a segue
I must say, by your I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black man get
And plus, you havin' fun and I that
But you ever thought about your impact?
These white kids love that you don't give a
'Cause that's exactly what's expected your skin's black
They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a
They wanna see you tatted from your to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it
wanna be black and think your song is how it feels
So when you turn up, you see turnin' up too
You hit the next city, collect your money when due
You gettin' paper, swimmin' in bitches, I don't blame you
You thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got shit to do
You coulda bought a crib with all that bread you blew
I know you think type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a minute to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids listening gon' grow up
And get too old for that shit that made you up
Now your shows lookin' light cause they don't up
Which unfortunately the money slow up
Now you scramblin' and to get hot again
But you forgot you only 'cause you was ridin' trends
Now you old news and you through regrets
'Cause you never that house, but you got a Benz
And a bunch of jewels and a of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you what's gon' happen when you rappin'
'Bout the type of shit you rappin'
It's a faster route to the
I wish you luck
I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't as you look
But if it's really true what sayin'
And you call yourself playin' with my
I really know you fucked, trust
I'll be around forever my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that wanna get
Just remember what I told you when shit flop
In five years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop,