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

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

A lot of
On the monies I've made, honeys slayed
How is he for Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I've met or, dealt with
Is it true he the beef and slept with a tech?
What's the position you hold? Can you really
A triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you're left out in the
Is it back to motherfuckers 11 for an O
For the time askin me
Questions like Williams, harassing me
Then get upset when I catch
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that you leave
While I'm looking at my ice spinning on my sleeve
Uh, watch, do you really have a spot?
you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
Latinos and Cheve's, down by with Frederico
I answer all your 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, crime no more
Til I'm no more, I'm so raw
My flow expose holes they find in yours
Wasn't for me, still be dying for whores
But I hate when a nigga sit back, admiring
Young blood you get that, we frying baccars
Niggaz don't to be confined to riding the iron horse
And don't listen to the rappers, they dying to
I used to be O.T., applying the
Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I
Come back the click playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss and is how it's gonna be
Burnt the turnpike, wild on the V
I got mouths to feed they put flowers on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was
Tombstone 'He Was Holdin No Leaks'
Started from the game and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the
On MTV, em how I sold D
And used to back 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 went low key, but now I'm it's on

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