Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Big

I got niggas that's never home
Bitches say they love my music, don't none of my songs
I poverty changed me, I was a decent kid
I was rece' in bed, I had a I could speak to Big
Harlem, nowhere like it
I fell in love with new records all my homies liked it
from parole was light-skinned
She got my bro
Now he up north, I him
Trust me I the prices
at my homie lifeless
I need shit I can feel, nobody touch me
I say I'm meant to be here, the say that I'm lucky
My cousin was a custy, he used to stick up to get
He a corner bodega on camera, had to sit five
Came home that jail shit
He got his weight up niggas is frail
But still he just couldn't sell
Youngins got the sewed up like rugby patches
They hate you when you go get it yourself, they love you
you starving, they throw you rations
Wonder why his grumbling
Shawty come from nothing, ain't have shit
His in the mountains, his mother just want a pill to make
The only motivation he had was to steal a bike
Something in his system was different, just wasn't right
4AM phone call, his cousin got tonight
He double back on the last time he heard his voice
Can't be indecisive, these streets will you to learn your choice
Back to Bentleys, back to the trenches
My digits bigger, I smoke with Nas and I build Jigga
A true artist, you could never paint a picture
Convinced sister to twist her, just had to spill some liquor
A new rapper, ask 'bout new rappers, I feel them niggas
I chill with women, chill with niggas, they different niggas
In the field so long, these Timberlands, made a killing in
I from plenty hitters, they still my niggas
When Master P was yelling ice man
My uncle got caught with nineteen
If you don't like me,
How you gon' hate me, I ain't had shit in the
Now it's royal silk from molded and spoiled milk

I know they hate y'all
I know they gon' y'all
I know they hate y'all

The time it took me to it here
Tell me how the fuck I'ma make it for a hater
I know these niggas ain't playing
Murder let you know this shit is and we can take it there
Can't afford Jordans, had to take a pair
I done seen the toughest niggas up
just left 'em shaking there
This shit feel like a lion tryna a bear
You niggas'll never me, it's probably gon' take a year
Top ten, bitch I'm locked in, like Jamaican
Headshots, to be a scope, I put a laser there
Put newspaper on the carpet, air who
I don't trust these voices talking or the walls in my
It's darker, pistol under the parka
Imagine, pouring Pebbles and roaches fall out
Make you wanna go to court, shoot the judge you walk out
Make you eat a nigga food, just pull a fork out
I be doing push ups in my cell before I talk
Anything we in, criminal code
ready for war, they some militant hoes
Coke in the flesh, this that shit you in your nose
You college niggas come see how it feel to chill a pro
Could never compare, you don't how it feel to be broke
Just tryna get high, niggas you and stealing your smoke
Can never punch her but I fuck her she still can get choked
First verse was the struggle, I bubbled off a ink ball
ball with all black diamonds, I bet they hate y'all
That money, know they gon' hate