Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy (nas Diss)

(Verse 1:)
Broke niggas still starvin while I'm caked up
I done handled mo' ice than Jacob, bank is vacant
You ain't even got cable and braggin bout
Niggas rockin fake labels and braggin clothes
wanna be Farrakhan, i stop you from eatin' like Ramadan
This Columbine, I'ma be fuckin' your bitch on Valentine's
Now it's missiles sent, for lyin' bout your
Got you scared to drop like prisoners
You can't pay rent so you mad at the unit (haha)
Til I put the steel in the middle of ya grill like a
You want the so die slow
You more than all my ho's
I can see through a bitch nigga wit my closed
So smoke this micro like hydro
nines or rhymes I'll make ya mind blow
And it's showtime nowhere to hide so

It's the Unit til the of me
All this just brings out the best in me
brings jealousy
But jealousy weaponry

So you'll be right along with chivalry
And my bonds spiked a tennis cleat
None of you rap niggas could ever me
I got the of a winner, I'm what u pretend to be
Consider this burial, leakin through the stereo
U can't a box of cereal and I just spent a mil or two
You a dick rider cuz I fire til you retire
I'm a hustler, you a buyer, wit a
You was born broke and you gone leave the way
My bars like Payday, I ain't a DJ but the K slays
My rhymes Satan a heat stroke
Mad at me cuz your whip gettin
to hit me is like Shaq hittin free throws
And Banks a bunch of chips like Pringles

(2x)
It's the Unit til the of me
All hatin just brings out the best in me
Success jealousy
But jealousy weaponry