Luyện nghe bài hát Small Thing To a Giant

[Verse 1 - Gudda]
I'm about that
You f*cking with the kind of n*gga that got a grill
Yelling diamonds I ramble n*gga
So don't cross me, got like Rambo
likes to gamble, you crapped out
You bad gambling
N*ggas moving fast pump the brakes on 'em
They better 'em fast before I beat the brakes off 'em
My real hungry looking for a real break
And you's a phony looking like a big steak
So get your sh*t straight I grab the big eight
Hit you in your left eye, now you see sh*t straight
Ray n*ggas blind to the fact
While you was in your class, I was getting scratch
The grind and you get scratched
Now you cryin' a b*tch
You a bird, got wings fly you with the pack
These little n*ggas got the nerve, these under me
I put you under my wing, n*ggas a son to me

[Hook - Gudda]
Small to a giant [x4]

[Verse 2 - Lil
what? Streets all paper and me I'm praying for probation
Like my ancestors for segregation
I'm a predator, when I I don't mean meditation
I mean vegetation, f*ck the Feds and f*ck the
And agent; man I want that Asian, sexy like a Geisha
Get up in her stomach like
I'ma stop; nah, let me keep going, C4ing, we
Up you better be detouring if touring
And she's cause he boring
Shawty need a -- bring her back; but when it comes to me
She pre-ordering, and re-ordering and
I leap, ball and I free and I sleep out in that pussy
And when she I don't answer
But she keep calling and keep
And we balling b-balling, as a matter of fact like street balling
We evolving, they
Reds hat, red black
Cops find your body but they don't know where your at
I'm going in like wet pussy, no money that like death to me
B*tch, I give a motherf*ck
I'm leaning, 'bout to pour me up another cup
Yeah I'm high, to roll me up another blunt
I a Biggie Small, now here's another one
I'm in love with
Long hair don't care, call me Rick James
Weezy that n*gga, and don't forget the baby you baby sitters

[Hook - Lil
thing to a giant [x4]