Luyện nghe bài hát Training Day

It's Big and I'm back at it
I was raised in the so I act savage
Make you no black magic
I smoke cess that will leave you of breath like an asthmatic
No round of applause but chaps clapping
Man see the size of this skeng and start
Enough of these idiots, to knuckle down and stop chatting
Nobody over here spits you? Cuzzy stop gassing
I ain't got but shots for that crack addict
If you shuttin for years and still can't buy a whip fam you need to stop trapping
And I know man are pissed the way we came in the and took everything over
But I'm happy now cause when I was
I said "I really spit bars when I'm older"
You man are soft like cushion. Big Dutty Stinking hard boner
On the to success, follow me
Flatten emcees in my way
Keep telling them over and over, so many bars in my
Armani fragrance mixed with a high grade yeah that's my odor
I'm stubborn, ignorant
I hate I ain't got patience
manners, you can take me home to Mumsy
Yeah that's my
the album drops my name's gonna be ringing in your ear like a Motorola
And if you don't pay then I spray
I'm after the no soda
Straight to your like a choker
Sicker way off the
'Nuff of emcees don't get the picture
Boy Betta be a household name
We be to you to your Mom, Dad, Auntie and Uncle
Stepbrother, Godmother, Brother and
No dilly no dally I'm straight to the point a glass of Henny with no mixer
means I ain't beating around the bush unless it's Chantel's
Don't mean to be rude but I have passed through a couple jails
Last went Jamaica saw mad shells
Mad big straps couple hand-helds
I set the well test if you want come try your luck
We ain't gonna be when I see the cyber thug
Gimme a 'StayFresh' and I'ma light it up
Wild it up Go get your C.V. type it up
come a long way since running the streets
with Danny & Dean, & P
I'm about in my ends bloody
You ain't alive in ends
I stand tall and shout loud my ends
I do properly
Instead of hating, fam, you should me
2 Da Lab check out my discology
I'm on the to success come follow me
You know I, you I do this properly
Gimme more paper, I wanna purchase land in
I been ballsy from way back when I had Gucci and Prada from way then
Cause I'm but nothing like Coolio
Nowadays man roll with a 9 living in a gangsta's paradise Coolio
got to be top 3 selected, these dickheads
ain't erected, not hard
They tried to but they got parred
Ain't got to be I aim from far
Don't think cause I that I won't pop it off, make it rain and tear through cars
I come like "Yo, wagwan?"
You hype up? I'll draw man's card
And I'm again
Big Frisco on a track
No I'm not skimpy with beats, I'm nippy Ps
Plus I'm picky beats
And them man are slow I'm lapping
I don't haters I give thanks to them
A couple emcees are ahead of me, minor, Frisco's catching
I'm catching up, still in
Man violate smash him in
gone no catching him, runaway flows no matching him
I'm on point cause I know what success can
Niggas hate getting it in
So I on my Ps and Qs
Cause it's not about next man getting my
that