Luyện nghe bài hát Training Day

It's Big and I'm back at it
I was raised in the jungle so I act
you disappear no black magic
I smoke cess that will leave you short of breath an asthmatic
No round of applause but chaps clapping
Man see the size of this skeng and backtracking
Enough of these idiots, need to knuckle and stop chatting
Nobody over here spits like Cuzzy stop gassing
I ain't got nothin but shots for that addict
If you been 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 now cause when I was young
I said "I really wanna spit bars I'm older"
You man are soft like cushion. Big Stinking hard like boner
On the to success, follow me
emcees in my way steamroller
Keep telling them over and over, so many in my folder
Armani fragrance with a little high grade yeah that's my odor
I'm stubborn, ignorant
I hate waiting I got patience
Good manners, you can take me home to
Yeah my persona
When the album drops my gonna be ringing in your ear like a Motorola
And if you don't pay then I won't
I'm after the cream no
Straight to your neck a choker
Sicker way off the
'Nuff of emcees don't get the picture
Boy Betta Know be a name
We be known to you to Mom, Dad, Auntie and Uncle
Stepbrother, Godmother, and Sister
No dilly no dally I'm straight to the like a glass of Henny with no mixer
That means I ain't around the bush unless it's Chantel's
Don't mean to be rude but I have passed through a couple jails
Last year went Jamaica saw mad
Mad skengs big couple hand-helds
I set the plan well test if you want come try luck
We ain't gonna be nice when I see the cyber
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 cheek
You ain't in your ends
I stand tall and loud from my ends
I do properly
Instead of hating, fam, you should me
Back 2 Da Lab out my discology
I'm on the road to success come me
You know I, you know I do properly
Gimme more paper, I wanna purchase land in
I been ballsy from way back when I had Gucci and from way back then
Cause I'm but nothing like Coolio
Nowadays man roll with a 9 living in a gangsta's like Coolio
I've got to be top 3 selected, dickheads
ain't erected, they're not
They tried to front but 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? I'll draw card
And I'm again
Big on a track again
No I'm not skimpy with beats, I'm with Ps
Plus I'm picky with
And them man are slow I'm lapping
I don't hate haters I give to them
A couple emcees are of me, minor, Frisco's catching them
I'm catching up, cashing in
Man violate smash him in
Frisco's gone no him, runaway flows no matching him
I'm on point cause I what success can bring
Niggas Frisco's getting it in
So I on my Ps and Qs
Cause it's not next man getting my bling
Never