Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Big

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

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

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