Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Big

I got that's never coming home
Bitches say they 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 records 'cause all my liked it
Chick from was light-skinned
She got my bro
Now he up north, I him
Trust me I the prices
Looked at my lifeless
I need some 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 to stick up to get high
He robbed a corner on camera, had to sit five
home talking that jail shit
He got his weight up like is frail
But he just couldn't sell shit
Youngins got the block sewed up like rugby
They hate you you go get it yourself, they love you askin'
you starving, they throw you rations
Wonder why his grumbling
Shawty come from nothing, ain't never shit
His father in the mountains, his mother just want a pill to
The only motivation he ever had was to a bike
in his system 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 help you to your choice
to Bentleys, back to the trenches nigga
My digits bigger, I with Nas and I build with 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 'bout new rappers, I don't them niggas
I chill with women, they chill with niggas, they niggas
In the field so long, these Timberlands, made a killing in
I benefitted from plenty hitters, they my niggas
When Master P was ice cream man
My uncle got caught with nineteen
If you like me, damn
How you gon' me, I ain't had shit in the 'frigerator
Now it's royal silk molded bread and spoiled milk

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

The time it took me to it here
Tell me how the I'ma make it fair for a hater
I know these niggas playing fair
Murder let you know this 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 just left 'em shaking
This shit feel like a lion tryna race a
You never catch me, it's probably gon' take a year
Top ten, bitch I'm locked in, Jamaican hair
Headshots, to be a scope, I put a laser there
Put on the carpet, air who walking
I don't these voices talking or the walls in my apartment
It's darker, pistol under the parka
Imagine, pouring Pebbles and roaches fall out
you wanna go to court, shoot the judge before you walk out
Make you wanna eat a nigga food, just pull a out
I be doing push ups in my before I talk 'bout
we involved in, criminal code
Ex-bitches ready for war, they some hoes
Coke in the flesh, this shit you feel in your nose
You niggas come see how it feel to chill with a pro
Could never compare, you don't how it feel to be broke
Just tryna get high, niggas you feed and stealing smoke
Can never punch her but when I fuck her she can get choked
First was the struggle, I bubbled right off a ink ball
Eight ball with all black diamonds, I bet they hate
That money, know gon' hate y'all