Luyện nghe bài hát The Change

Verse 1:

My life is like a movie, da bad guy lose
good guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be when he not really
I smoke a foul phillie, write try to stay illy
I got two seeds, had 'em in the same month
ya plan it like that but things occur, moms hatin' me
I ain't hatin' her, yo, you know
Most of the time that's way the go, one minute you high, the you low
Not a soul love, they just the doe
Sometimes I think if a wasn't Nore, what
could I have bumped bitch like I did
and would I get ass as a kid, only twenty years
don't understand this shit, fake me, jealous of my manuscript
I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal
fuck that cat's some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival
don't come so I don't show love, that' how they view me
hatin' me, tryin' to screw me, and your bitches catch me in ja'causezi's
at some shows, politickin' with my other pro's
back, what?
Callin' up other hoe

In a minute, I claim no set
Yo, you find me, gotta hit me on the Internet
W-W-dot-Nore, if not me
I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough
Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug
In a minute, I won't no set
Yo, you find me, gotta hit me on the Internet
W-W-dot-Nore, if not me
I to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit
Now it I'm trapped inside of thug shit

2: Noreaga

For my thug niggas, just they life
expansive cars, always got one wife
where they could hide the at, how to eat plus to work that
Most of hoes know y'all not worth that
And ya know me, a nigga play no D
I'm feelin' my man Hollywood
Green make me feel good
Total the hood
remember when niggas just where they should
Now these niggas actin' place, talkin' out they fuckin' face
Screamin' how the real they the snakes
Yo, this Titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap
48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard Bogota
ya imbosiles still really think y'all real
Just because ya bust a gat don't you keepin' it real
Yo, I'm ill wit' the heat, and I'm ill the pill
On the street, or on the mic, what you like?
While y'all jealous hatin' me just on spite
I'm like Digital Underground, do what you
My Cartier's like laser's, Fantasia's
At every show what, got y'all hoe's up Daisy's
N.O.R.E. the way I plan this shit, yeah Mase said
young bitches 'n shit