Luyện nghe bài hát Hand It Down (intro)

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

Can't go with me on ride though
I'm the shots
The closing
Where we going to for
y'all
Okay, I'm reloaded!

"Bringing the drama"
"Trying to up in the game"
"Marcy"
"Had a couple of dollar 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 jigga it's your lil nigga
Reporting to these motherfuckers live 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 grams, on a come-up trying to creep the keys
Large niggas told me park the car, keep the
Find a and creep to mickey d's
First gun two bullets, niggas I do pull it
trying to kill me dog, who wouldn't?
Screw Gooden, I in the pj's
Lit off the ej, I split dutchies with my ring
You find a that don't be cream, bring her
Last seen with Bing, he got dropped us
Shit is constant, that's why I the
and Johnson for the nonsense who wants it?
I go to sleep with a picture of a on my wall
Man I'm trying to come up on
Get one up on y'all, why I hustle in these streets
From sundown to on y'all
Mama said keep they'll kill you dead
One of this hustling brought a living room set
to ? d's, niggas mad, veins out
Copped the Jordan's, two weeks before they out
Flashy, fly nigga
Nosy bitch the third floor like "why little nigga?"
Bitch please, twist the
Took a long pull, like to breathe
That's my answer, life's cancer
And I'm

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