Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass little swimmin in a fallopian tube
To a fixture on my soil, a stand up type a
I was brought up in the crack game and pushin that stuff
Arguing with my folkers cause we eachother so much
Ditchin and dodgin the rollers, grippin the block real
Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside
Me and my Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and Black
Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and from the Magazine Street camp
Posted up thumbtacks, talking on faulty big backs
Motorola, A1 yola, bag fulla Tic Tacs
In the mean time, in between time, in my spare time raps
In the front yard, in the driveway, on the shootin craps

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

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