Luyện nghe bài hát Hand It Down (intro)

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

Can't go me on this ride though
I'm calling the
The bar's
Where we going to for
Roc-a-fella
Okay, I'm reloaded!

"Bringing the drama"
"Trying to up in the game"
"Marcy"
"Had a of dollar 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 peeped those, my mind so
At I used to geese hoes for Easter clothes
Peep the steez, I for all those
With twenty eight grams, on a trying to creep the keys
niggas told me park the car, keep the keys
Find a hoodrat and creep to d's
gun two bullets, niggas know I do pull it
Niggas to kill me dog, who wouldn't?
Screw Gooden, I in the pj's
Lit off the ej, I dutchies with my ring finger
You find a bitch don't be cream, bring her
Last seen with Bing, he got dropped us
is constant, that's why I pack the
Johnson and Johnson for the who wants it?
I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche on my
Man I'm trying to up on y'all
Get one up on y'all, why I hustle in these streets
From sundown to sunup on
Mama said bullshitting they'll kill you dead
One week of this hustling brought a room set
Went to ? d's, niggas mad, out
Copped the Jordan's, two weeks before came out
Flashy, fly little
Nosy bitch from the third floor like "why nigga?"
please, twist the trees
Took a pull, like bitch to breathe
That's my answer, like cancer
And I'm

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