Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass tadpole swimmin in a fallopian tube
To a fixture on my soil, a stand up a dude
I was brought up in the crack game and pushin that stuff
Arguing with my folkers we loved eachother so much
Ditchin and dodgin the rollers, the block real tuff
and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside trucks
Me and my brother Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and
Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them from the Street camp
up like thumbtacks, talking on faulty big backs
Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag fulla Tic
In the mean time, in between time, in my spare time writin
In the front yard, in the driveway, on the concrete shootin

You you know, but you really don't have no idea
Listen to discography of E40, talk for real
Moons ago, way before I had a career
I got my nickname on the for drinking hecka beer
And never the older cats up in my hood pump fear
Funkin with my own soil, listen
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, I'ma work for mine, try and grind, grit and
Hot ones echo the ghetto, funkin 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 from the where all the dealers dealt
Trials and tribul-i-zations, me and my
Tryin to get this music off the ground high ass expectations
Took a little time and patience, a little in God
To make a long story short, look at me now
I'm doing it like the checker, chunky like the soup
A de- a decade and a half and in the loop
In you suckers didn't know, I told you once before
I ain't rapping too fast, see just listening too slow
I paved the way for the grind
The they mimick me, but don't wanna gimme mine