Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass little tadpole swimmin in a fallopian
To a fixture on my soil, a up type a dude
I was up in the crack game dealin and pushin that stuff
Arguing my folkers cause we loved eachother so much
and dodgin the rollers, grippin the block real tuff
Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside
Me and my Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and Black
Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them the Magazine Street camp
Posted up like thumbtacks, talking on faulty big
Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag Tic Tacs
In the mean time, in between time, in my spare time writin
In the front yard, in the driveway, on the concrete shootin

You think you know, but you really don't no idea
Listen to discography of E40, real for real
Moons ago, way I even had a career
I got my nickname on the for drinking hecka beer
And never letting the older cats up in my pump fear
with my own soil, listen here
Jealous we had all the broads and all the gear
Up the I'm tryin to climb, game sharper than a porcupine spine
Don't gimme nothing, work for mine, try and grind, grit and grind
Hot echo through the ghetto, funkin all the time
I thank the Lord for giving me the gift to this rhyme

A loaf of bread, a stick of butter and milk
Around the corner from the spot all the dealers dealt
Trials and tribul-i-zations, me and my
Tryin to get this music off the with high ass expectations
Took a little time and patience, a faith in God
To a long story short, look at me now sahob
I'm doing it chubby like the checker, chunky the soup
A de- a decade and a half and in the loop
In case you suckers didn't know, I told you once
I ain't rapping too fast, see just listening too slow
I the way for the independent grind
The industry they mimick me, but wanna gimme mine