Luyện nghe bài hát The Prelude

You know, you've got fantasy in your head about
Gettin' outta the life and settin' the world on its ear
What the fuck you do except hustle?
Besides pimpin', you really ain't got the stomach for

The game's up
Nigga's beats is bangin', nigga, hooks did it
Your did and your gangster look did it
So I would it if y'all could get it
intricate'll get you wood
Critic on the Internet, they like, You spit it

I'm like, "You should buy it, nigga, good business"
Forget this rap shit, I a new hustle
A little bit of everything, the new improved
I say reluctantly 'cause I do struggle
As you see, I leave, so I do love you

But I'm just a disguised as a rapper
In fact you can't fit hustle inside of a wrapper
Back when crack was what these are, I was a real star
with real cars, no video ones
You can come and set up a camera, let the run

And my real life, with real ice
VVS boulders, oh, visibly set
Head and shoulders, my invisible
You see Hova digital yet

Befo' Jobs made the iPod
Was gettin' head jobs, we that intimate
when rappers wouldn't dare play lyrical roulette
With a weapon, I was reppin' with a tec

like Mannie be, chain like anti-freeze
Shoe box full of cash, dealer man, me ki's
Pantries full of Arm &
Don't take Nancy Drew to see what it do? I'm a G

Just sent a million through a handsfree
That's big talk, can you answer me?
the answer was a 3
I was down in Georgetown with a chick, lawyer chick

Sure he's now 'cause he saw the shit, all this shit
That's why they call him Hov 'cause he came all this shit
Bought a 6, quarter seven, skipped on them eights
a 9 for non-stop glock work all the time

Guess back?
Since this is a new era, got a new hat
Ten year veteran, been set
I've been through with this game but I never can

I used to rappin' at 38 was ill
But last year I grossed 38 mill'
I know I quite 38 but still
The flow so special, got a 38
The is back