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 ridin spinners? (yup), hah
I tell them man - can't you tell a nigga doin good man
can't you tell, Flip is in the building
we got Dj on the track...Gudda, Gudda - Clover G's

2X - Flip]
We throw bows, we dro
we ride blades and low
umm....I heard you doin
can't you tell
oh you in the hood, cause you ain't doin too well

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

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

3 - Supa]
I'm doin good and it great
I'm in the hood H2 and charcoal gray
supa dup'fly, boy I'm supa
a fuck about the name just know he gets busy
mouth of the south you know ya know me
shells - swell you like a macaroni shell
fuck you haters, the is off
Clover chains is on...we off the chains (yea)

[Verse 4 -
Uh, yea, on....
MJG, pimp tight and Lil' got a hit on the chart
but if a wanna get on the chart, shit I'll still put a bitch on the block
you don't really want that really now tell the truth, ya role
you got the cars and clothes but you still know ya hoes
I'm a Hoe - I dissect the bitch and find the problem
I got solutions for a I'm here to resolve 'em
pull up in a 1969 Impala whites blacks they harder
everyday I wake up early tryna make a dollar, I I wanna pop my collar
could it be I'm just a natural born with alittle of pimpin
nothin but motionless women strap up put alittle life up in 'em
I pretend I mean exactly what I mean
I don't sell those you can go to sleep and a dream
when I roll through the dirty south sittin up on my - fo's
breakin me a down...fillin it up with nothin but dro
M - J - fuckin G representer of the
but I spit it enough to make sure that the world heard me