Luyện nghe bài hát Be True 2 It

(*talking*)
Ghetto mayn, yeah
Koopa, know I'm talking
An underground baby
mayn, hey

230 thousand dollas not a lot to Rasaq, get out clock
And time how long it take em, to finish my spot
I'm the hottest the South has got, if you think is not
Swallow the key and throw it out, and make sure your mouth is locked
Some look up to Pac, and look up to The Rock
But is something I'm not, so I don't look up a lot
You wearing a Jacob watch, and fronting like they rocks
When the Mix Tap Messiah drops, that B-S is finna
I'm not gon knock a nigga, for trying to like he doing it
Be true to it, if you say you doing it and ain't it
Then you will get exposed, you that I'm gonna ruin it
It's foolishness, sip your Hypnotic I you cool with it
I'ma expose your cheap, dolla bottle ass niggaz
No brain in head, cause your head hollow ass niggaz
All you TV, I wanna date a model ass niggaz
I wanna go buy a expensive bottle, than Jigga's ass niggaz
Yep, the tool is
But we can take off the gloves, and we can do to
Don't get it mixed up, my up I'm glued to checks
Don't get it switched up with the chicks, cause I'm smooth as
Yep and it nothing better, than money and hoes
Ok I lied one of those, and one of em's hoes
Two different of green, yep then one of em grows
Ok of em grow, but for me it's money from shows, yep

It's the King,
Hey, hey, hey

Hawk]
I need a six foot dime, gon ride for me
The type of broad if heat, she gon lie for me
Stash cake for me, when HPD
On my trail trying to see, how the crew get
22's on the Coupe, that's how the get down
Uptown, that's where them niggaz play with K's and
And dump your in them streets, if it's disrespect
Different sets on channel six, keep these wet
Different sets of hollow tips, keep these in check
I make checks killa flows, that I spit on tour
Coming straight the heart, from the pain I endure
Locked up in a cage, with no sun for
Better play them street smart, and try to duck dark
They say, that sixty get you two for six
The sixty grams in my clip, can get your on lit
Bracelets with karats, sparkling nice
Looking like you stuck fist, in a block of ice
But take advice a hustla, the cops is sick
I pop a snitch, it's on the block that snitch
I'm trying to get rich, by shaking all white in the mix
I stay in the mix hitting licks, my grinding to fix
Better fix frame without, when you speaking on us
It's the triple C Click, and can't fuck with us

Uh, Lew Hawk, uh

It's the young Hooligan, who could with him
I kill beats on they two, like is a pen
Don't make me click-clack, and again
Leave your ears are opening, the of rolling rims
Mouth of ammo, the black Rambo
Do want me to spit for em, Cham (man, no)
And man know, I can go off like a bomb in a land so
where you stand, oh
Judging how the hand glow, if I let the hand
The sun will in gold, they know
Matter of fact, the flow is so hot
I gotta come out the throwback,
Chickens happen to know, how we rap at the
That's why they the to come, and the last to go
She the first to come, you the last to
Can I get her ass to go,