Luyện nghe bài hát Jay-Z Interview Pt. II

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Young niggas with dumb figures
Now we type the codes to the that shun niggas
I've been on the road, got me feelin' I coach
Tryna Phil Jackson the game, they treat you Jerry Sloan
But I been Stocktons, droppin' dimes that can't leave him
That shit can get messy I FIFA my flow, let's kick it
At my new place, come acquire this true
I 'em of Hussein, I rack up like pool games
the new deal, they said I was overfunded
But I my own shit so I never go over budget
Went and the estate, they said I had overdone it
It's that Marshall Bill flow, lemme show you somethin'
I'm live in a livin' color a Wayans brother
Feelin' like I'm in my away colors, keep hittin' the same jumper
better put that 2-3 on him before I go 2-3 on 'em
Nigga I keep zonin'
I'm zoned out, to be from Zone 4
Now the that I grew with, I don't know no more
Them thoughts than Kobe when I'm on that floor
Do the math, I killin' these four times fours
Tryna bring some through that the crew would love
they really ain't new but they new to us
I don't a lot of time lookin' for who to trust
L.A. bitches want fun, don't care who you've fucked
Hi to them around the city Maserati wippin'
Daily doses of all my just to calm my spirit
I promised I never talk, nor would I spread your business
Love to them girls who live in danger, drive and do they make-up
Always been the humble type, but I take light
To double my age givin' brash advice
they ain't done half that I have
Since the madness began, sellin' more than a catamaran
Then they compare me, people try to compare me
To niggas tapes, they ain't even close to a grammy
I'm sorry, do understand me, get off my yard like I'm
I'm gettin' higher than Smokey, Big Worm niggas can't
missin' my old early innocent ways
Cause I'm smokin' now, got hoes around, but we paid
Workin' than ever, shit'll never be the same
is a promise I made, that's a promise I'll never break
Makin' as it comes to tell my girl that I love her
Mature, but with emotions I be any younger
Apologies if I fed you my bullshit supper
I feel like we got it, it might've just been the timin'
way, you could never say I was off my game
Five thousand dollar dates, with the Lakes
Watch you carry that new Celine, that shit just like a snake
Went everywhere with the team, the average was a steak
And I'm stuck in that awkward moment teammates turn to opponents
royalties over loyalty, wish that I woulda known it
I'm caught up in my progression, ain't 'bout no emotion
I thought that it was a blessin', ain't think that they oppose it
It's ok now, I'm takin' my own
I head to the Bay now, I'm hearin' my own
Ride my own team of niggas who would mob, unconditional
This is part two of that Jay-Z

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