Luyện nghe bài hát Jay-Z Interview Pt. II

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Young smart niggas dumb figures
Now we type the to the places that shun niggas
I've on the road, got me feelin' like I coach
Tryna Jackson the game, they treat you like Jerry Sloan
But I been Stocktons, droppin' dimes that can't leave him
That shit can get messy when I FIFA my flow, let's it
At my new place, acquire this true taste
I remind 'em of Hussein, I 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 copped the estate, they I had overdone it
It's that Fire Marshall flow, lemme show you somethin'
I'm live in a livin' like 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, used to be Zone 4
Now the niggas I grew with, I don't know no more
Them thoughts closer than Kobe I'm on that floor
Do the math, I keep killin' four times fours
Tryna some women through that the crew would love
Shit really ain't new but they new to us
I don't spend a lot of time for who to trust
L.A. bitches just want fun, don't care who fucked
Hi to them around the city Maserati wippin'
doses of all my Britneys just to calm my spirit
I promised I would never talk, nor would I spread business
Love to them who live in danger, that drive and do they make-up
Always been the type, but I can't take light
To niggas double my age givin' brash
they ain't done half that I have
Since the began, been sellin' more than a catamaran
Then compare me, these people try to compare me
To producin' tapes, they ain't even close to a grammy
I'm sorry, do understand me, get off my yard I'm Stanley
I'm gettin' higher than Smokey, Big Worm niggas catch
Mama missin' my old early innocent
Cause I'm now, got them hoes around, but we paid
Workin' harder than ever, never be the same
This is a promise I made, that's a promise I'll break
Makin' time as it to tell my girl that I love her
Mature, but with emotions I couldn't be any
if I fed you my bullshit every supper
I feel like we got it, it might've just been the timin'
Either way, you could say I was off my game
thousand dollar dates, courtside with the Lakes
Watch you carry that new Celine, that shit look just a snake
Went everywhere the team, the average meal was a steak
And I'm stuck in awkward moment when teammates turn to opponents
It's royalties over loyalty, wish that I known it
I'm caught up in my progression, ain't 'bout no emotion
I thought it was a blessin', ain't think that they would oppose it
It's ok now, I'm takin' my own
I to the Bay now, I'm hearin' my own laughs
Ride with my own of niggas who would mob, unconditional
This is part two of Jay-Z interview

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