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 type a
I was brought up in the crack game and pushin that stuff
Arguing with my folkers cause we loved eachother so
Ditchin and the rollers, grippin the block real tuff
Strikin and scootin Novas and them Chevrolet stepside trucks
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 big backs
Motorola, A1 yola, bag fulla Tic Tacs
In the mean time, in between time, in my spare time raps
In the yard, in the driveway, on the concrete shootin craps

You think you know, but you really don't no idea
Listen to discography of E40, real for real
Moons ago, way before I even had a
I got my nickname on the for drinking hecka beer
And never letting the cats up in my hood pump fear
Funkin my own soil, listen here
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 gimme nothing, I'ma work for mine, try and grind, and grind
Hot ones echo through the ghetto, funkin all the
I the Lord for giving me the gift to spit this rhyme

A of bread, a stick of butter 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 off the ground with high ass expectations
Took a time and patience, a little faith in God
To make a story short, look at me now sahob
I'm doing it chubby like the checker, chunky the soup
A de- a decade and a and still in the loop
In case you suckers know, I told you once before
I ain't rapping too fast, see y'all listening too slow
I the way for the independent grind
The industry they mimick me, but don't wanna mine