Luyện nghe bài hát Hand It Down (intro)

Sorry
But all the in the world couldn't bring me back again
Lay down, lay
Gonna my mic out in ponce funeral home on marcy
All those new niggaz stop
But a lot later than a whole gang of people
The last of the hustlers, well
Maybe not the
Bleek's be a good rapper
New, improved
I
I'm
Ain't enough money in game, to keep me around
Sorry big, I

Can't go with me on this though
I'm calling the
The closing
Where we to for breakfast?
y'all
Okay, I'm reloaded!

"Bringing the drama"
"Trying to up in the game"
"Marcy"
"Had a couple of signs to my name"
"Roc-a-fella y'all"
"One of the best!"
"Waiting for my day to come"
"Just me the word"

Nah this ain't it's your lil nigga bleek
Reporting to these live from the street
Game I those, my mind so advanced
At nine I used to geese for Easter clothes
Peep the steez, I represent for all
With twenty eight grams, on a come-up to creep the keys
Large niggas told me park the car, keep the
Find a hoodrat and to mickey d's
First gun two bullets, know I do pull it
trying to kill me dog, who wouldn't?
Screw Gooden, I pitch in the
Lit off the ej, I dutchies with my ring finger
You find a that don't be cream, bring her
seen with Bing, he got dropped between us
Shit is constant, why I pack the
Johnson and for the nonsense who wants it?
I go to sleep with a of a Porsche on my wall
Man I'm to come up on y'all
Get one up on y'all, that's why I hustle in streets
sundown to sunup on y'all
Mama said keep bullshitting kill you dead
One week of this hustling brought a living set
Went to ? d's, mad, veins out
the Jordan's, two weeks before they came out
Flashy, fly nigga
Nosy bitch from the third like "why little nigga?"
Bitch please, twist the
Took a long pull, like bitch to
That's my answer, life's like
And I'm

"Waiting for my day to come"
"Just me the word"