Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (Intro to "The Fall Off")

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm grateful I
We wasn't s'posed to get 25
on you motherfucker, we alive
All niggas popping now is young
Everybody say the music they is dumb
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the thing
You gotta give a boy a chance to some
Everybody like they know somethin' these days
Niggas woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all frontin' these
Man, they barely old to drive
To tell them what they do, who the fuck am I?
I one of em' dissed me, I'm suprised
I trippin', listen good to my reply
Come here man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can paint for you the larger
Congrats 'cause you it out your mama's house
I hope you make enough to buy your mom a
I see your watch icy and your foreign
I got some good advice, quit tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your lil' rap name
I hear your music and I know that changed
A bunch of folks would say that's a bad thing
everything's commercial and it's pop now
Trap is the shit that's hot now
See, been on a quest for the next wave
But mind, that was just a segue
I say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a man get paid
And plus, you fun and I respect that
But have you ever thought about impact?
These white love that you don't give a fuck
that's exactly what's expected when your skin's black
They wanna see you dab, wanna see you pop a pill
They see you tatted from your face to your heels
And deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real
wanna be black and think your song is how it feels
So you turn up, you see them turnin' up too
You hit the next city, your money when it's due
You gettin' that paper, in bitches, I don't blame you
You ain't thinkin' 'bout the that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got shit to do
You coulda bought a with all that bread you done blew
I you think this type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna a minute just to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's gon' grow up
And get too old for that shit that you blow up
Now your shows lookin' cause they don't show up
Which unfortunately the money slow up
Now you scramblin' and to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was ridin'
Now you old news and you through regrets
'Cause you never bought house, but you got a Benz
And a of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a of fake friends, I ain't judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you what's probably happen when you rappin'
'Bout the type of shit you rappin'
It's a faster route to the
I wish you good
I'm hoping for your sake you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what people
And you call yourself playin' with my
Then I really you fucked, trust
I'll be around 'cause my skills is tip-top
To any niggas that wanna get rocked
Just remember what I told you your shit flop
In five years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop,