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 stretch my mic out in ponce home on marcy
All those new stop there
But a lot later than a gang of people thought
The of the real hustlers, well
not the last
Bleek's gonna be a good
New, improved
I
I'm
Ain't enough money in this game, to keep me
Sorry big, I

Can't go with me on this though
I'm the shots
The bar's
Where we to for breakfast?
Roc-a-fella
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 motherfuckers live from the street
I peeped those, my mind so advanced
At nine I used to geese hoes for Easter
Peep the steez, I for all those
With twenty grams, on a come-up trying to creep the keys
Large told me park the car, keep the keys
a hoodrat and creep to mickey d's
First gun two bullets, niggas I do pull it
Niggas trying to kill me dog, who
Screw Gooden, I pitch in the
Lit off the ej, I split with my ring finger
You find a bitch that be cream, bring her
Last seen with Bing, he got dropped us
Shit is constant, that's why I 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 come up on
Get one up on y'all, that's why I hustle in these
From to sunup on y'all
Mama said keep bullshitting they'll kill you
One week of this hustling brought a room set
Went to ? d's, mad, veins out
Copped the Jordan's, two weeks before they out
Flashy, fly nigga
Nosy bitch from the floor like "why little nigga?"
please, twist the trees
Took a pull, like bitch to breathe
That's my answer, life's cancer
And I'm

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