Luyện nghe bài hát Training Day

It's Big and I'm back at it
I was in the jungle so I act savage
Make you no black magic
I smoke cess will leave you short of breath like an asthmatic
No round of but there's chaps clapping
Man see the size of skeng and start backtracking
Enough of these idiots, need to down and stop chatting
Nobody over here spits like you? Cuzzy gassing
I got nothin but shots for that crack addict
If you been shuttin for and still can't buy a whip fam you need to stop trapping
And I know man are pissed the way we in the game and took everything over
But I'm now cause when I was young
I said "I wanna spit bars when I'm older"
You man are soft like cushion. Big Dutty Stinking like boner
On the road to success, me
Flatten in my way steamroller
Keep them over and over, so many bars in my folder
Armani fragrance mixed with a little high grade yeah my odor
I'm stubborn, ignorant
I hate waiting I ain't got
manners, you can take me home to Mumsy
Yeah my persona
When the album drops my name's gonna be ringing in your ear a Motorola
And if you don't pay then I won't
I'm after the no soda
Straight to neck like a choker
way off the Richter
'Nuff of these emcees get the picture
Boy Betta Know be a name
We be known to you to your Mom, Dad, Auntie and
Stepbrother, Godmother, Brother and
No dilly no dally I'm straight to the point like a of Henny with no mixer
That means I ain't beating the bush unless it's Chantel's
Don't mean to be rude but I passed through a couple man's jails
year went Jamaica saw mad shells
Mad skengs big straps hand-helds
I set the plan test if you want come try your luck
We gonna be nice when I see the cyber thug
a 'StayFresh' beat and I'ma light it up
Wild it up Go get your C.V. type it up
I've come a long way running the streets
with & Dean, Sammy & P
I'm about in my bloody cheek
You ain't in your ends
I stand tall and loud from my ends
I do properly
Instead of hating, fam, you honor me
Back 2 Da Lab check out my
I'm on the to success come follow me
You know I, you know I do properly
Gimme more paper, I purchase land in Jamaica
I been ballsy from way back I had Gucci and Prada from way back then
Cause I'm cool but like Coolio
man roll with a 9 living in a gangsta's paradise like Coolio
I've got to be top 3 selected, these
erected, they're not hard
They tried to but they got parred
Ain't got to be I aim from far
Don't think cause I emcee that I won't pop it off, make it rain and tear cars
I come like "Yo, wagwan?"
You wanna hype up? draw man's card
And I'm again
Big Frisco on a again
No I'm not skimpy with beats, I'm nippy Ps
Plus I'm picky with
And man are slow I'm lapping them
I don't hate haters I thanks to them
A couple are ahead of me, minor, Frisco's catching them
I'm up, still cashing in
Man violate I'll him in
Frisco's gone no catching him, flows no matching him
I'm on point I know what success can bring
Niggas Frisco's getting it in
So I on my Ps and Qs
Cause not about next man getting my bling
that