Luyện nghe bài hát 7-1-3

Junior talked old husslin' talk
I was no daddy
But I found out his was a damn hussler

Lil'

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

And when you see me at the mall, just me and my
I'm shoppin' with them, 'cause I ain't trickin' for a
I do shows and rock crowds, and then I get
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 even see my room yet
But up! You better get your own style
'Cause we buyin' six-figure homes for a while!

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

'Cause we the 7-1-3!
The of rappers y'all never goin' be!
We makin' money y'all goin' see!
we represent 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 take a at my house
And after that, take a look at my mouth
Yeah, I represent the South, like Troy
And I'm fresh and clean, like Andre and Big Boi
But hold up! You get your own style
'Cause we been shit on TV for a while!

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

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

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

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

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