Luyện nghe bài hát The Way (Intro)

I said..fuck em all, em all
Ya'll done turned a good guy a Chuckie doll
I would've been your friend the end bitch
Guess there ain't no friends in this shit
Just a bunch of assholes in the shit
But won't flush me down the toilet bowl without my tissue
These bitches talk shit out the same they kiss you
These niggas kiss ass with the same mouth that you
Eww, you disgust me
And they ain't talkin bout shit unless they me
Let's talk how, I'm killin errything I touches
Or how I in this game with no crutches
No Diddy, No Dupri, No Dr. Dre
No Cash Money from Baby and no rocs Jay
And I'm still
We here
What does this break dude?..It's still
And dude talk, concernin New
When I was the city you was learnin to walk
So I watched you niggas take first steps
And I was happy for ya, was clappin for ya
But, wasn't for me prolly wouldnt've for ya
So I my case
I'm a lawyer
That's unless you wanna bad bitches
full of bridezillas, that's mad bitches
No words, I describe em with letters
They as can be, curvy as the letter "S"
keep it G, they sweet as T
Look good in the seat of V
They ride double R, smell like C
The are L.V., D, or a double G
Fly as hell, wire cell
On E, P.J., high as hell
And don't even talk about swag
I'm and collective
A Fool perspective
I'm far from being typical my respect is
I came up
You on the zipper pull
And I would say my style is 5th Fab meets
I keep the hood watchin, I got the lookin
They watch I do, so they know what to do
Lil never told big money what to do
talks, if u speak guapanese
A better known if you gettin cheddar holmes
If not get a loan, use that Rosetta Stone
And that way you can bout a dolla
I em cryin broke, they holla like a toddler
Come at yo gualla, dont holla at sovallas
You'll end up down tryna holla at Koalas
I keep nine on me, ala Iguodala
We can get it jumpin like the on Impala
I feel like lettin em rock wallas off the colla
Somebody me something, What the fuck happened?
talk to me, muthafuck rappin
They the game, but who let in the pookies?
Kingpins is snitchin that shit is not
So new friends unless they stay solo
Cuz who gon' watch you back you kill Manolo?
Isn't it Santana's own fella stabbed him
The king of New York die while I cabbed him
No way
When I a hater drop him like a hot potatoe
Youahead, got me
Yeah I keep it gangsta but do it my way
The new day of the is called My day
So its my say, my K
I'm thru