Luyện nghe bài hát Be True 2 It

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

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

the King, Koopa
Hey, hey, hey

[Lew
I a six foot dime, that's gon ride for me
The of broad if it's heat, she gon lie for me
cake for me, when it's 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 body in streets, if it's disrespect
Different on channel six, keep these hoochies wet
sets of hollow tips, keep these niggaz in check
I make checks from flows, that I spit on tour
Coming straight from the heart, from the pain I
Locked up in a cage, with no sun for
Better them street smart, and try to duck dark days
They say, that grams'll get you two for six
The sixty grams in my clip, can get your on lit
Bracelets with them karats, sparkling
like you stuck your fist, in a block of ice
But take advice from a hustla, the cops is
I pop a snitch, it's on the block that snitch
I'm to get rich, by shaking all that white in the mix
I in the mix hitting licks, cause my grinding to fix
Better fix your 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 fool him
I beats on they two, like this is a pen
make me click-clack, and reload again
Leave your are opening, the size of rolling rims
Mouth full of ammo, the 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 glow, if I let the hand slow
The sun will pack in gold, know
of fact, the flow is so damn hot
I come out the throwback, Ast-ro
Chickens happen to know, how we rap at the
That's why the first to come, and the last to go
She the first to come, you the to know
Can I get her ass to go,