Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

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