Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

Good evening and gentleman, this is Ryan Depressed
Out here at the Grand Hustle, Grand Hustle release party
For some guy, I no idea who the fuck this nigga is
But it's gon get me closer to T.I., so I I gotta do it
Matter fact, here he come right
man, what's ya name man
I ask ya how big ya was
I'm just who are you
Oh okay cool, so um goin' on
Wait, what's name again, big, what
just call you T.I. friend
Aye check out T.I. friend
T.I. friend, how can I get wit T.I.,
You don't realize no one gives a fuck, you
Man gon take yo ass in there, gon head wit ya little ya finna do
This bitch is though
Goddamn you got a lot of at this motherfucker
You must have done told 'em you T.I.,
You put out a myspace flash, that say hey T.I. gon be here
Where T.I. at? he here, what?
This all for you, I don't this shit
I'mma have to go in here myself to see shit
You have to show me playa, make a out of me
Show me it's turn to eat
Ain't no dick ridin' money killers here
I'm gon keep on killin' until a nigga get a mill
Niggas down mayne, say that he ain't the south
Come to the underground, you see them slaves out
Bricks we supplyin' them, bird eyein' em
what we iron em, snitches we retire them
Ain't nobody fly as him, I'm picture like HD film
Big homie, yeah that be him, niggas try to copy, well be them
My swag rollin' off through they ears, I'm so real when it come this
My fans happy that a here, real life, trapper
These niggas ain't gangsta, they wanna be rapper
They life ain't nothin' but microphone, when a real tryna get the grind up
Nigga talk shit gettin' clapped up, the trap'll sound like a audience
You already know you ain't to hit, show me you fake, you outta here
When it to the streets my heart is here, on the stage where they want me at
Look at the arenas gettin' pack, security, they ain't movin'
Cause the cocaine I'm spittin'
Damn dawg, that there was tight as mayne
Nigga you is the next nigga to eat
I tell you I rap did I?