Luyện nghe bài hát Can't U Tell

Ay I know alot of y'all niggaz wonderin',
is this nigga good? (yup)
is this nigga really spinners? (yup), hah
I tell them niggaz man - you tell a nigga doin good man
can't you tell, Flip is in the building
we got Dj Squeeky on the track...Gudda, - Clover G's

[Chorus 2X -
We throw bows, we dro
we ride and low pro's
umm....I heard you doin
can't you tell
oh you still in the hood, cause you ain't too well

1 - Flip]
Now when I pull up in my drop, one make it rock
one switch make it hop, the other make it stop
I got grain on my dash, paper out the ass
I don't ride around wallets I carry paper bags
ride with tech's, endo, with a vest
on my Hummer, and spinners on my Lex
I rep Houston, Tex where niggaz bang
we ride candy paint what about yo' crew
got a and a chain, a watch and a ring
ten square foot home, plus a spot for my plane
I spitt to hoes to get 'em out they clothes
cause that's how it go when all ya jewelry
I been pimpin for awhile, I'm a hot boy Nile
my jacket is mink - but my are crocodile
I'm forever, fifty karats in my bezzel
but I'm like 'Trillville' cause can't get on "my level"

[Verse 2 -
Uhhh I'm in the club buckin, fuck it I'm a some bows
hit the bar and get and go and fuck some hoes
I'm this bitch wild you know how Gudda do it
I got my on my hip incase I get into it
drinkin that 'Incredible Hulk'
now he and he think he the "Incredible Hulk"
uhhh they to drag him out this bitch
then the police gon'come and drag me out bitch.... (yea, Gudda)

[Verse 3 -
I'm doin good and it feels
I'm in the hood H2 and it's gray
dup'fly, boy I'm supa dup'frisby
give a fuck about the name just know he busy
mouth of the south you know ya know me
hollow shells - swell you like a shell
fuck you haters, the is off
chains is on...we off the chains lil'boy (yea)

[Verse 4 -
Uh, yea, on....
MJG, pimp and Lil' Flip got a hit on the chart
but if a girl wanna get on the chart, shit I'll still put a bitch on the
you don't really want really now tell the truth, slow ya role
you got the and clothes but you still don't know ya hoes
I'm a Hoe - ologist I dissect the and find the problem
I got solutions for a problem I'm here to 'em
pull up in a Impala whites over blacks they harder
I wake up early tryna make a dollar, I think I wanna pop my collar
could it be I'm just a natural born alittle dose of pimpin
oooh nothin but women strap up put alittle life up in 'em
I don't pretend I mean exactly I mean
I don't those you can go to sleep and have a dream
when I roll through the dirty south sittin up on my twenty -
breakin me a ciggerillo down...fillin it up with but dro
M - J - fuckin G representer of the
but I it hard enough to make sure that the world heard me