Luyện nghe bài hát Seen It All

I said you already know nigga, you gotta flow
Before rap, Young got dough
Before rap, Young really snow
In the kitchen 'bout to some magic
Then blow it all in Magic, up to my partner in traffic
it to him, it was all in plastic
All I know, I ain't go to jail
Heard that shit closest to hell
When it's on make it hard to sell
When you been where I been, it hard to fail
'Cause I'm the realest nigga in
Y'all know it first hitting Magic in that 6-45
Valet say "Jizzle nigga, in new shit"
But everybody back 'cause that nigga can't drive
Doors open up I emerge with ten
Even then they was calling me ten chains
Ask me what I spent, I tell 'em no thing
if I had to add it up, it'da cost like ten things
We used to take a little show money just to throw
If it's on the floor nigga, its the money
If you brought it out to blow, when you got it from the
Then that's why the fuck they call that blow money
Still the realest nigga in this, y'all it
Kept it one hundred 'til the day I through
My nigga hit me up "going out of town"
So I threw him fifty thou, him "bring me back two"
Not only had my fingers crossed, I
Called this little piece up, got
Then he walked in, threw them on the table said
"Fuck that shit, young get paid"
Then I whipped the on Lorenzo
Stay down, nigga you don't talk, like ten
see me in this big pretty mothafucka
Bet I leave the lot with about ten hoes

I done it all
Yay stack seven feet
Swear it look white a wall
What you about thumbing through the hundreds, twenties, and the fifties
Spending tens and the fives at the
I done it all

Pyrex vision
Catch a contact next to my kitchen
Hear the 20s, 50s, hundreds, the machine clickin'
And my ain't tickin', I ball
I done it all

Uncle died on the
Pop killed the with heroin shots
my life to the block
Figured, I get 'least I die on top
I alive in the drop
Big body all white looked like a yacht
I got 'em grand a pop
I had a plug in Saint Thomas on a trillion
him back to the States, park 92 bricks in front of 560 State
Now the Nets a stone throw from where I to throw bricks
So it's only right I'm still 'round Knicks
Probably your auntie a couple bags
I front your uncle a couple halves
I was in the you was just in class
You know I was blow like a meth lab
Expanded the out in Maryland
Me and Jones in the caravan
the show on the road out in VA
Dropped a couple off Rolla in the PA (Real Rolla!)
got shot started slowing up
Took a trip to see how he was holding up
The wars on now he got again
This he was gone for good then we got it in
got knocked we was down 10
The whole hot, walls closing in
Niggas can't tell me shit this dope game
'Bout this cocaine, man I done it all

Yay stack seven feet
Swear it white like a wall
What you know about through the hundreds, twenties, and the fifties
Spending tens and the fives at the
I done it all

20/20 vision
Catch a contact standing to my kitchen
Hear the 20s, 50s, hundreds, the money machine
And my Rollie ain't tickin', I
I seen it all