Luyện nghe bài hát My 1st Song

I'm just, tryin' to stay water y'know
Just stay busy, stay
Puff told me like, the key to joint
The key to staying, on top of
Is treat everything like it's your first project,
Like it's your first day like back when you was an
Like, that's how you try to treat things like, stay hungry

Uhh, uhh, yes, yes
Y'all wanna know, why he stop
Y'all wanna know, why he flop
Let me tell you why
Came the bottom of the block I

I was born, it was sworn
I was gon' be shit
Had to the opposite out this bitch
Had to get my on

Eyes on the prize, knew I had to
Had to had to get chips
Had to make moves Olajuwon
out sellin' dimes and nicks

Graduated to a
No exaggeration, my with the strip
like a schoolboy
Crushin' merely nearly every every

Heavy shit, that's how got whipped
And got on some "Just me, myself and I"
On some Trugoy
Had your boys threw up, to a place of no return

Had to play with and get burned
Only way the boy ever learn
Had to lay way in the cut, I finally got my turn
Now I'm on top in the spot I earned

It's my life, my pain and my struggle
The song that I sing to you my everything
Treat my first my last, and my last like my first
And my thirst is the same as, I came
It's my joy and my
And the laughter it brings to me, it's my

Like I never rode in a
Like I just flows to a demo
Like it's ninety-two and
And I got O's in the

Back in the Stu'
No prob' was a whole lot simpler
When you think back, you thought
You never make it this far

Then you advantage of the luck you handed
Or the talent, you been
Ain't no, steppin', ain't no, no slippin'
Ain't no different from a that's hidden
Gotta get it while the good
Gotta strike while the iron's hot, you stop
Then you gotta bid it, good

Goodbye, is my second major breakup
My first was, with a
With a hooptie, a cook pot, and the
This one's with the stool, with the stage, the fortune
not the fortune, but certainly the fame

It's my life, my pain and my
The song that I sing to you my everything
Treat my first like my last, and my like my first
And my thirst is the as, when I came
It's my joy and my
And my laughter it brings to me, it's my
my first like my last, and my last like my first
And my thirst like the first I sang

Woo, it's the blues
We gon' ride out on one, ta-tah, be-hah
Yo, Hah, you was makin' them dashes
For them at radio and shit?

Clark Kent, was good lookin' out nigga
Carlene, who ever we'd make it this far homey?
Sha, they stop us, knahmsayin'? Lenny S
whattup? Robbin' the bank

Niggaz thought we was man, 'member, uhh
You had that up ass handwritin'
You was writin' all the numbers that we was now
For the videos we was doin' ourselves,

Flavor, your accountant was crazy wrong and shit
But we we put it together
Bigs, 'Member we went to St. Thomas and uh
But y'all my nizzle, your dog on homey leg and shit
At his crib, I that was Rudy

And was havin' a 'lil trouble with the pool
You and Ta-tah was
Emory was there, whattup Emory? up Ta?
Hip-Hop, man?

Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't no uhh
You ain't have no seat on your, on your bicycle
Now you uhh, the of black music
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout there homey G, whattup G?

Yessir, in the Roc
Hey Guru, I know you man
I be them shits in one take
You gon' have to niggaz shit, stick it, you gon' be tight

OG One,
I'm a little upset that you wasn't in this whole process
But it's all good, whassup
My whole family, my nephew, cousin' Angie, Te-Tee

B, B, B, B, mom, you the album, how crazy is that?
Bob Allah, in peace
My pops, in peace, wassup A.J.?
Smalls, rest in peace
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh,

Nigga, I'm to go golfin' man
Ay, I even have me a Cappuccino, fuck it
I'm goin' somewhere nice no mosquitoes at nigga
at me, it's your boy