Luyện nghe bài hát Large on the Streets

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

(Verse 1: Jag)
The shit I've been doing, really fair to me
Cause rarely, I a rapper nigga could compare to me
on a nigga for free, to me it's charity
Clearly I've killing you niggas, ain't peeped the clarity
Ever since the start of, when rap niggas scared of me
Soon as they see me, look shocked and just stare at me
Shorty tell me that I'm kind of good, apparently
I got the fans shit I say, playing parakeet
My top gone, Im a psycho nigga, Never
But I could do with my eyes closed nigga
Hmm-mmm, jeans I don't buy those 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
is my show nigga, on my lonely watching cheddar rise
I'm in the streets by myself, you vanilla sky
BIG said it's gone be hard, and he never lie
I thought a deal would change shit, I must be hella
did it for the cold jewels and fancy linen
I'm on the mic to show my ass, Angie Simmons
Job is so greezy, work pay off
But hard to work hard, when your job is so easy
crazy, scopin' niggas out looking to rob
Rose from nothin', now I got niggas hooked to the
Hated their moms, had a nigga out for jobs
When I should be in church for God, tell you it's all bad
Yea tryna dead Jag with no talents, but like football
Without the red flag theres no challenge, To them niggas 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
Killer the rhymes, To y'all it seem new
But to me and my team, I'm a nigga in his
Got that, ore, shit that you don't get to see
99" Tim Duncan, versus Mr. T
I want the chicken, always end up the moms
Same team, cause I seen how Cleveland did
In a race (?), since grandma could get to come
That's why I'm get the fans, how Jerry get the time
I mean think about it B, I haters so mad
I'm so glad, that when they
All they think about is me, Yea I'm on the come-up
Brad before Troy, swear that you had it
You know Zag(?) Floyd, I ain't asked to be this nice
Niggas put me in this category, Mister quick to a track, no statutory
Come from the old school, get never tell
tryna sell a boat, they said I could never sail
Yea I was born to keep going, no
And raw is South Central, no vaseline

(Outro)

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