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 that leave you short of breath like an asthmatic
No round of applause but chaps clapping
Man see the size of skeng and start backtracking
of these idiots, need to knuckle 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 years and still can't buy a whip fam you to stop trapping
And I know man are pissed the way we in the game and took everything over
But I'm happy now cause when I was
I said "I really wanna spit bars I'm older"
You man are soft cushion. Big Dutty Stinking hard like boner
On the to success, follow me
Flatten emcees in my way
Keep telling them and over, so many bars in my folder
Armani fragrance mixed with a little grade yeah that's my odor
I'm stubborn, overly
I waiting I ain't got patience
Good manners, you can take me home to
that's my persona
When the album drops my name's be ringing in your ear like a Motorola
And if you don't pay then I won't
I'm the cream no soda
Straight to your like a choker
way off the Richter
'Nuff of emcees don't get the picture
Boy Know be a household name
We be known to you to your Mom, Dad, and Uncle
Stepbrother, Godmother, Brother and
No dilly no dally I'm straight to the point a glass of Henny with no mixer
That means I ain't beating around the bush it's Chantel's
Don't mean to be rude but I have passed a couple man's jails
Last year went saw mad shells
Mad skengs big straps hand-helds
I set the plan test if you want come try your luck
We ain't be nice when I see the cyber thug
Gimme a 'StayFresh' and I'ma light it up
Wild it up Go get your C.V. done it up
I've come a way since running the streets
Danny & Dean, Sammy & P
I'm in my ends bloody cheek
You ain't in your ends
I stand tall and shout loud from my
I do this
Instead of hating, fam, you honor me
2 Da Lab check out my discology
I'm on the to success come follow me
You know I, you know I do properly
Gimme paper, I wanna purchase land in Jamaica
I been ballsy from way back when I had Gucci and from way back then
I'm cool 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, they're not
They to front but they got parred
Ain't got to be I aim from far
Don't think cause I emcee I won't pop it off, make it rain and tear through cars
I through like "Yo, wagwan?"
You wanna hype up? draw man's card
And I'm again
Big Frisco on a track
No I'm not with beats, I'm nippy with Ps
I'm picky with beats
And man are slow I'm lapping them
I don't hate haters I give thanks to
A couple emcees are ahead of me, minor, Frisco's catching
I'm catching up, cashing in
Man violate smash him in
Frisco's gone no catching him, runaway no matching him
I'm on point cause I know what can bring
Niggas Frisco's getting it in
So I on my Ps and Qs
Cause it's not about next man getting my
Never