Luyện nghe bài hát No Introduction

P.S. 111 at lunch, embarrassed but managed to get a plate
We was kids hungry, Mom's working I was famished, she getting late
So I decided now I'm in
Either stay full or starve, corner store Mr. Spare-a-Quarter
Air Jordans, Kareem Abdul-Jabbars
Trying to cop and trying to move that hard
Roll with a squad
How could I not
How could I not
15 I got a gun, 16 I robbed a
Licked off a shot for fun, got inside my brain?
A hustler's job done, til he becomes a king
But I'm a son, despite I'm in the mist of
Dudes who up and change
They want to carry me I'm some kind of lame
I let them know, I just forgive them though
Either or the pistol blow

I remember early - syrup sandwiches, sugar water, yeah
Walking up the dark stairwells, was out of order, yeah
Worth 200 now, bicentennial nigga, flat screens and condominiums
Brazilian women on they pulling off panties
I'm pushing 40, she 21
Don't applaud me, I'm G
Me and my red cup, my and my red cup
Y'all know me without one, I keep a fresh cut
Remember talking to Biggie his Lex truck
Said fly when you bummy, keep your pajamas Armani

Hood forever, I act like I'm civilized
Really what's in my mind is a billion black motherfuckers
To take over JP and Goldman and Sachs
And teach the world facts and give Saudi oil back

1990's Polo Ralph on him
Gone a few years, the whole world on him
Girls all up on him, I spread them, hit and dead them
She says, "third leg from a legend is heaven"
She says, "it is the loving"
The you hear is the truth, on me
Who wasn't the most husband
Reveal my life, you will me
You will me, hate me, judge me, relate to me
Only a few will, this how it sounds you too real
They think it's music still
I am a graphic classic song composer
Music on sheets, I wrote this piece to get closure
Some of y'all might know - this goes to her with love
Also to y'all, let's see
The things already happened to me
So either be laughing at me or you're laughing with me, ha