Luyện nghe bài hát 7-1-3

Junior talked that old husslin'
I was no [Incomprehensible]
But I found out his daddy was a hussler

Flip

Now when you see me in the speeding, bumpin' screw
I know you see my plate, "Lil' Flip number 2"
I use to skip school and hit the block and move work
That was to buy some shoes, pants, and a new shirt
Now I'm shinin' like Puff, wearin' like Puff
We got everybody music sounding like us
So up! You better get your 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 ain't trickin' for a
I do shows and rock crowds, and I get paid
Summer time, I'm on dubs, winter time, I'm on
My whole livin' laid, man we all got Vets
My crib so big, I ain't even see my yet
But hold up! You better get own style
we been buyin' six-figure homes for a while!

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

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

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

Now when you see me with a sweet, blowing smoke out my
9 times outta 10, I'm probably hydro
So don't blow my high, leave me alone!
'Cause I get high Cheech and Chong
They call me 'Afroman' my hair ain't 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
Technomarine and I got my cross on
I gotta brand new phone, 'cause rich nigga
And when people call, you can see picture
I'm Lil' Flipper, but my money got taller
And my Benz got wider, and your hundred got
But up! You better get your own style
'Cause we been acting bad, drivin' for a while!

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

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

'Cause we the 7-1-3!
The type of rappers y'all goin' be!
We makin' money y'all goin' see!
we represent the 7-1-3!
Houston, nigga!

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