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 here before
Seems like only yesterday I got up on that stage
In front of crowd
And showed them who was who, and was what
Man look at suckers
I ain't no rapper, I'm a
It so happens that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!

I did it again
Fucked up, right? I
I know what niggas asking yourself
Is he gonna ever off?
No

A lot of
On the monies I've made, honeys I've
How is he for real? Is that nigga really
Hustlers I've met or, dealt with
Is it he slay the beef and slept with a tech?
What's the position you hold? Can you match
A triple platinum artist by buck by only a single goin gold?
ship fold, and you're left 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 that you leave
While I'm looking at my Rol' ice on my sleeve
Uh, watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
and Cheve's, down by Pico with Frederico
I answer all your questions but 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 no more, bout crime no more
Til I'm no more, I'm so raw
My flow expose holes that find in yours
Wasn't for me, niggas still be dying for
But I when a nigga sit back, admiring yours
Young you better get that, we frying baccars
Niggaz don't want to be confined to riding the horse
And don't to the rappers, they dying to floss
I used to be O.T., applying the
Shoot up the whole block, the iron I toss
Come back the click playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss and this is how it's be
the turnpike, wild 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 the crack game and then so sweet
it to the rap game, Jigga the old-G
On MTV, telling em how I D
And to back work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, out coldies
Picked the mailbox lock cause I have no key
Had the with the anchor when Jaz made 'Sophie'
Then I low key, but now I'm back it's on

Jigga, uh-huh,
y'all
Uhh, feel