Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass little tadpole swimmin in a fallopian
To a fixture on my soil, a stand up a dude
I was brought up in the crack game dealin and that stuff
Arguing with my folkers cause we loved eachother so
and dodgin the rollers, grippin the block real tuff
Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside
Me and my brother Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and
Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them from the Magazine 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 time writin raps
In the front yard, in the driveway, on the concrete craps

You think you know, but you really have no idea
Listen to discography of E40, talk 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
Funkin with my own soil, here
Jealous cause we had all the and all the gear
Up the ladder I'm tryin to climb, game sharper than a porcupine
Don't gimme nothing, I'ma work for mine, try and grind, and grind
Hot echo through the ghetto, funkin all the time
I thank the Lord for giving me the gift to spit this

A loaf of bread, a stick of and some milk
Around the corner from the spot where all the dealers
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 little in God
To make a story short, look at me now sahob
I'm doing it chubby like the checker, like the soup
A de- a and a half and still in the loop
In you suckers didn't know, I told you once before
I ain't rapping too fast, see y'all just listening too
I paved the way for the grind
The industry they mimick me, but wanna gimme mine