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 niggaz there
But a lot later than a whole gang of thought
The last of the real hustlers,
Maybe not the
Bleek's be a good rapper
New, Jay-Z
I
I'm
Ain't enough money in this game, to me around
Sorry big, I

Can't go with me on this though
I'm the shots
The bar's
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 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 from the
Game I peeped those, my 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 trying to the keys
niggas told me park the car, keep the keys
Find a and creep to mickey d's
gun two bullets, niggas know I do pull it
Niggas trying to me dog, who wouldn't?
Gooden, I pitch in the pj's
Lit off the ej, I split dutchies with my ring
You a bitch that don't be cream, bring her
Last seen Bing, he got dropped between us
Shit is constant, that's why I the
and Johnson for the nonsense who wants it?
I go to with a picture of a Porsche on my wall
Man I'm trying to come up on
Get one up on y'all, that's why I in these streets
From sundown to sunup on
Mama said keep bullshitting they'll kill you
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 the third floor like "why little nigga?"
Bitch please, twist the
Took a long pull, like bitch to
my answer, life's like cancer
And I'm

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