Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Big

I got niggas that's never coming
Bitches say they love my music, don't know of my songs
I guess poverty changed me, I was a kid
I was rece' in bed, I had a dream I could to Big
Harlem, ain't nowhere it
I fell in love with new records 'cause all my homies it
Chick parole was light-skinned
She got my bro
Now he up north, I him
me I know the prices
Looked at my lifeless
I some shit I can feel, nobody touch me
I say I'm to be here, the doctors say that I'm lucky
My cousin was a custy, he to stick up to get high
He a corner bodega on camera, had to sit five
home talking that jail shit
He got his weight up niggas is frail
But still he just sell shit
Youngins got the block sewed up like rugby
They you when you go get it yourself, they love you askin'
Know you starving, they you rations
why his stomach grumbling
Shawty come nothing, ain't never have shit
His father in the mountains, his mother want a pill to make
The motivation he ever had was to steal a bike
in his system was different, just wasn't feeling right
4AM phone call, his cousin got killed
He double back on the last time he heard his voice
Can't be indecisive, streets will help you to learn your choice
Back to Bentleys, back to the nigga
My bigger, I smoke with Nas and I build with Jigga
A true artist, you never paint a realer picture
Convinced your sister to twist her, had to spill some liquor
A new rapper, ask 'bout new rappers, I don't feel them
I chill with women, they chill with niggas, they different
In the field so long, these Timberlands, made a in them
I benefitted from hitters, they still my niggas
When P was yelling ice cream man
My uncle got with nineteen grams
If you don't me, damn
How you gon' hate me, I ain't had in the 'frigerator
Now it's royal silk from molded bread and milk

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

The time it took me to it here
me how the fuck I'ma make it fair for a hater
I know these niggas ain't fair
Murder let you this shit is real and we can take it there
Can't afford them Jordans, had to take a
I done the toughest niggas freeze up
Hammer just left 'em shaking
This shit like a lion tryna race a bear
You never catch me, it's probably gon' take a year
Top ten, I'm locked in, like Jamaican hair
Headshots, to be a scope, I put a laser there
Put newspaper on the carpet, air who
I don't trust voices talking or the walls in my apartment
It's getting darker, under the parka
Imagine, pouring Fruity Pebbles and roaches out
Make you go to court, shoot the judge before you walk out
you wanna eat a nigga food, just pull a fork out
I be doing push ups in my cell before I 'bout
Anything we involved in, code
ready for war, they some militant hoes
Coke in the flesh, this that shit you feel in 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 feed and your smoke
Can never punch her but when I her she still can get choked
First verse was the struggle, I bubbled off a ink ball
Eight ball with all black diamonds, I bet they y'all
That money, know they gon' hate