Luyện nghe bài hát 7-1-3

Junior talked that old talk
I was no daddy
But I found out his daddy was a hussler

Flip

Now when you see me in the Lamborghini speeding, screw
I know you see my plate, "Lil' Flip number 2"
I use to skip summer and hit the block and move work
That was enough to buy shoes, pants, and a new shirt
Now I'm shinin' like Puff, wearin' like Puff
We got else music sounding like us
So hold up! You better get own style
'Cause we been bumpin' screw down for a while!

And you see me at the mall, just me and my dawgs
I'm shoppin' with them, 'cause I trickin' for a broad
I do shows and rock crowds, and I get paid
Summer time, I'm on dubs, time, I'm on blades
My whole livin' laid, man we all got Vets
My so big, I ain't even see my room yet
But up! You better get your own style
'Cause we buyin' six-figure homes for a while!

Now when you see me in the Vibe, Murder Dog and The
And the XXL, standing to a Porsche
I get with my voice, so I pimp these beats
I hate commercial rap, so I these streets
You work, you don't eat, that's a known fact
I don't just rap, nigga I how to act
But hold up! You better get own style
'Cause we been fuckin' with for a while!

we represent the 7-1-3!
The type of rappers never goin' be!
We makin' money y'all never see!
'Cause we the 7-1-3!
Houston, nigga!

Now you see me with Tigga, on B E T
Or 106 and Park, with AJ and
Or MTV, come a look at my house
And after that, come take a at my mouth
Yeah, I represent the South, like Pastor
And I'm still fresh and clean, Andre and Big Boi
But hold up! You get your own style
'Cause we talkin' shit on TV for a while!

Now you see me with a sweet, blowing smoke out my nose
9 times 10, I'm probably blowin' hydro
So don't my high, just leave me alone!
'Cause I get high Cheech and Chong
They call me 'Afroman' when my hair braided
I got 20 tatoo's but I'm still
But up! You better get your own style
'Cause we been smokin' high-time for a while!

And when you see my at the club, I get my floss on
shinin' and I got my cross on
I brand new phone, 'cause I'ma rich nigga
And when people call, you can see picture
I'm still Lil' Flipper, but my money got
And my got wider, and your hundred got smaller
But hold up! You better get own style
'Cause we been acting bad, drivin' for a while!

When you see me Big Pimpin' UGK
I'm choppin' on blades, candy-paint, Jog
I'm on Twenty's, but I'm twenty-one
I'm with an AK, you still got a B-B Gun
So you need to Back, Back, and gimme 50
'Cause you ain't sellin' like Sucka-Free
But up! You better get your own style
'Cause we ridin' around with straps for a while!

we represent the 7-1-3!
The type of rappers never goin' be!
We makin' y'all never goin' see!
'Cause we the 7-1-3!
Houston, nigga!

we represent the 7-1-3!
The of rappers y'all never goin' be!
We makin' money y'all never see!
'Cause we the 7-1-3!
Houston, nigga!

7-1-3
Nigga that's Sucka-Free Texas,
We represent
me Flip [Incomprehensible]
Humpty Hump, CEO down
7-1-3, we are