Luyện nghe bài hát The Prelude

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

The game's up
Nigga's beats is bangin', nigga, your did it
Your lyrics did and your look did it
So I write it if y'all could get it
Bein' intricate'll get you
on the Internet, they like, You should spit it

I'm like, "You should buy it, nigga, that's business"
Forget this rap shit, I need a new
A little bit of everything, the new improved
I say that reluctantly 'cause I do
As you see, I can't leave, so I do you

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

And my real life, complete real ice
VVS boulders, oh, visibly set
Head and shoulders, my neck
You see Hova wasn't yet

Befo' Steve Jobs made the
Was gettin' head jobs, we call that
Back rappers wouldn't dare play lyrical roulette
With a automatic weapon, I was reppin' a tec

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

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

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

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

I to think rappin' at 38 was ill
But year alone I grossed 38 mill'
I I ain't quite 38 but still
The so special, got a 38 feel
The real is