Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Big

I got that's never coming home
Bitches say love my music, don't know none of my songs
I guess changed me, I was a decent kid
I was rece' in bed, I had a dream I could to Big
Harlem, nowhere like it
I fell in with new records 'cause all my homies liked it
Chick from parole was
She got my bro
Now he up north, I him
Trust me I know the
Looked at my lifeless
I some shit I can feel, nobody touch me
I say I'm meant to be here, the doctors say that I'm
My cousin was a custy, he used to stick up to get
He robbed a bodega on camera, had to sit five
Came home that jail shit
He got his weight up like niggas is
But still he just couldn't sell
Youngins got the block sewed up like rugby
They hate you when you go get it yourself, they you askin'
Know you starving, they you rations
Wonder why his stomach
Shawty come from nothing, ain't never have
His father in the mountains, his mother just want a pill to
The only he ever had was to steal a bike
Something in his system was different, just feeling right
4AM call, his cousin got killed tonight
He tryna double back on the last time he his voice
Can't be indecisive, these streets help you to learn your choice
Back to Bentleys, back to the trenches
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 with niggas, they different niggas
In the so long, these Timberlands, made a killing in them
I from plenty hitters, they still my niggas
When P was yelling ice cream man
My uncle got with nineteen grams
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 fuck I'ma make it for a hater
I know niggas ain't playing fair
Murder let you know this shit is real and we can it there
Can't them Jordans, had to take a pair
I done the toughest niggas freeze up
Hammer just left 'em shaking
This shit like a lion tryna race a bear
You niggas'll never catch me, it's probably 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
getting darker, pistol under the parka
Imagine, pouring Fruity Pebbles and roaches out
Make you wanna go to court, shoot the judge before you out
Make you wanna eat a nigga food, pull a fork out
I be doing push ups in my cell before I talk
Anything we involved in, criminal
Ex-bitches ready for war, some militant hoes
Coke in the flesh, this that shit you feel in your
You college niggas see how it feel to chill with a pro
Could never compare, you know how it feel to be broke
Just tryna get high, niggas you feed and stealing your
Can never punch her but when I her she still can get choked
First verse was the struggle, I bubbled right off a ink
Eight ball with all black diamonds, I bet hate y'all
That money, know they gon' y'all