Luyện nghe bài hát The Way (Intro)

I said..fuck em all, em all
Ya'll done turned a guy into a Chuckie doll
I would've your friend till the end bitch
Guess ain't no friends in this shit bidness
Just a bunch of assholes in the shit
But they 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 mouth that diss you
Eww, you niggas me
And they ain't talkin bout shit unless they me
talk about how, I'm killin errything I touches
Or how I walked in this game with no
No Diddy, No Dupri, No Dr. Dre
No Cash Money from Baby and no rocs Jay
And I'm here
We still
What does break dude?..It's still here
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 for ya, daddy was clappin for ya
But, wasn't for me prolly wouldnt've for ya
So I rest my
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 pretty as can be, as the letter "S"
They keep it G, sweet as T
Look good in the passenger of V
They ride double R, smell like C
The Bags are L.V., D, or a G
Fly as hell, shades wire
On E, sippin P.J., high as
And don't even talk about swag
I'm and collective
A with perspective
I'm far from being typical my is reciprocal
I already up
You still on the pull
And I would say my style is 5th Fab meets
I keep the hood watchin, I got the streets
They watch I do, so they know what to do
Lil money never big money what to do
Money talks, if u guapanese
A language known if you gettin cheddar holmes
If not get a loan, use that Rosetta Stone
And that way you can holla a dolla
I hear em broke, they holla like a toddler
holla at yo gualla, dont holla at sovallas
You'll end up down under tryna holla at
I keep nine on me, ala Iguodala
We can get it like the drolics on Impala
I feel Neno lettin em rock wallas off the colla
Somebody tell me something, What the fuck
Somebody talk to me, muthafuck
They the game, but who let in the pookies?
is snitchin that shit is not lookey
So fuck new friends unless they stay
Cuz who gon' watch you after you kill Manolo?
it ironic Santana's own fella stabbed him
The king of New York die while I yellow him
No way
When I spot a hater drop him a hot potatoe
Youahead, got me
I keep it gangsta but Im'ma do it my way
The new day of the is called My day
So its my say, my K
I'm thru