Luyện nghe bài hát Intro-a Million And One Questions-rhyme No More

Somebody's pulling me closer to the
I ain't panicked, I been here
Seems only yesterday when I got up on that stage
In of that crowd
And showed who was who, and what was what
Man look at these
I no rapper, I'm a hustler
It just so that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!

I did it again
Fucked up, I know
I know y'all niggas asking yourself
Is he gonna fall off?
No

A lot of
On the monies made, honeys I've slayed
How is he for Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I've met or, dealt direct
Is it true he slay the beef and slept a tech?
What's the position you hold? Can you really
A triple platinum buck by buck by only a single goin gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you're out in the cold
Is it back to charging 11 for an O
For the millionth time me
Questions Wendy Williams, harassing me
Then get when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in minute you leave
I'm looking at my Rol' ice spinning on my sleeve
Uh, nice watch, do you have a spot?
Like you in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and
Latinos and Cheve's, down by Pico Frederico
I answer all questions but then y'all got to go
Now the question I ask you is how bad you to know? blow!

y'all, uh
Know my

Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, bout no more
Til I'm no more, I'm so raw
My flow expose holes that they in yours
Wasn't for me, still be dying for whores
But I hate when a nigga sit back, admiring
Young blood you better get that, we frying
Niggaz don't want to be confined to riding the horse
And listen to the rappers, they dying to floss
I used to be O.T., the force
Shoot up the block, then the iron I toss
Come with the click playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss and this is how it's be
Burnt the turnpike, miles on the V
I got mouths to feed till they put on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was
Tombstone read 'He Was Holdin No
Started from the crack and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the
On MTV, em how I sold D
And used to work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, started out
Picked the lock cause I ain't have no key
Had the cable the anchor when Jaz made 'Sophie'
Then I low key, but now I'm back it's on

Jigga, uh-huh,
Roc-A-Fella
Uhh, feel