Luyện nghe bài hát Large on the Streets

(Intro)
Big L sample Deadly Combination
"I'm large on the scene"

(Verse 1: Jag)
The shit been doing, ain't really fair to me
Cause rarely, I think a nigga could compare to me
Spaz on a nigga for free, to me charity
I've been killing you niggas, ain't peeped the clarity
Ever since the start of, when rap niggas scared of me
Soon as they see me, they look shocked and stare at me
Shorty tell me that I'm kind of good, apparently
I got the fans repeating shit I say, playing
My top gone, Im a nigga, Never sleep
But I could do with my eyes closed nigga
Hmm-mmm, skinny jeans I don't buy nigga
Since when did it stop being cool to wear guy clothes
Rocked up like a caveman, nigga
All this flashing, got it feeling a slide show nigga
This is my nigga, on my lonely watching cheddar rise
I'm in the streets by myself, you know sky
BIG said it's gone be hard, and he never lie
I a deal would change shit, I must be hella high
Never did it for the cold jewels and fancy
I'm on the mic trying to show my ass, Simmons
Job is so greezy, hard pay off
But it's hard to work hard, when your job is so
Going crazy, scopin' niggas out to rob
Rose from nothin', now I got niggas hooked to the
Hated their moms, had a nigga out for jobs
When I be in church looking' for God, tell you it's all bad
Yea they tryna dead Jag no talents, but like football
Without the red flag no challenge, To them niggas ain't respecting me
them be expecting me, my flow is unguardable
Ain't no way of me, Naw
I rep the for the niggas that be reppin' me
I'm famous and broke, this shit is stressing me
with the rhymes, To y'all it seem new
But to me and my team, I'm a nigga in his
Got that, uncensored ore, shit that you get to see
99" Tim Duncan, versus Mr. T
I want the chicken, end up with the moms
Same team, cause I how Cleveland did LeBron
In a race (?), since grandma could never get to
That's why I'm tryna get the fans, how get the time
I mean about it B, I want haters so mad
I'm so glad, that when they
All they think about is me, Yea I'm really on the
Brad Troy, niggas swear that you had it
You know Zag(?) before Floyd, I ain't asked to be nice
Niggas put me in this category, Mister quick to rape a track, no
Come the old school, get money never tell
Still tryna a boat, they said I could never sail
Yea I was to keep going, no gasoline
And raw is from Central, no vaseline

(Outro)

Big L
"Everytime I mics"
"Cause I cream, I'm large on the street scene."