Luyện nghe bài hát Make Room

Used to me last
Now select me first 'cuz I'm ahead of the class
pick tha perfect timin', paint a perfect picture, got my
Game to a science, You could see the threads, and it be
Pokin' out the wires, that mean ya' slippin', some
New tread on your tires, why you handing out
All hold me down, ya' know me
like we homeys when you ain't even my homey
You a phony, I could pluck you like a thistle
When ya' hit the mic, I bet the ref'll a whistle
'N ya' have to bench you
Wreck ya' brain up, figure out my mental
And I thought a bunch of rhymes up, I even sharp my pencil
I'm from a side of town where ya' learn ta' down
Oh you too pumped up, could get slumped up, and down
Used to L's, now I'm passin' 'em around
And I don't do C.I.'s, so ask me no buss down