Luyện nghe bài hát Be True 2 It

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

230 thousand dollas not a lot to Rasaq, get out your
And time how long it take em, to finish my spot
I'm the hottest the has got, if you think Chamillion is not
the key and throw it out, and just make sure your mouth is locked
Some look up to Pac, and some 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 were rocks
When the Mix Tap Messiah drops, that B-S is stop
I'm not gon knock a nigga, for trying to look like he it
Be to it, if you say you doing it and ain't doing it
Then you will get exposed, you know I'm gonna ruin it
It's foolishness, sip Hypnotic I hope you cool with it
I'ma your cheap, thirty dolla bottle ass niggaz
No brain in your head, your head hollow ass niggaz
All you watching TV, I date a model ass niggaz
I wanna go buy a more expensive bottle, Jigga's 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, cause I'm smooth as
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 then one of em
Ok of em grow, but for me it's money from shows, yep

the King, Koopa
Hey, hey, hey

[Lew
I need a six foot dime, gon ride for me
The type of if it's 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 with K's and tech's
And dump body in them streets, if it's disrespect
Different on channel six, keep these hoochies wet
Different sets of hollow tips, these niggaz in check
I make checks killa flows, that I spit on tour
Coming straight from the heart, from the I endure
Locked up in a cage, with no sun for
Better play them street smart, and try to duck days
They say, that sixty get you two for six
The sixty in my clip, can get your wrist on lit
Bracelets with them karats, nice
Looking like you stuck your fist, in a of ice
But take advice from a hustla, the is sick
I pop a snitch, niggaz on the block that snitch
I'm to get rich, by shaking all that white in the mix
I stay in the mix licks, cause 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 Hooligan, who could fool with him
I beats on they two, like this is a pen
Don't make me click-clack, and again
Leave your ears are opening, the size of rims
Mouth of ammo, the black Rambo
Do they want me to for em, Cham (man, no)
And your man know, I can go off like a bomb in a so
where you stand, oh
Judging how the glow, if I let the hand slow
The sun will pack in gold, know
Matter of fact, the flow is so hot
I come out the throwback, Ast-ro
Chickens to know, how we rap at the show
That's why they the to come, and the last to go
She the first to come, you the to know
Can I get her ass to go,