Luyện nghe bài hát I'll Show You

K. I. N. G
Solemn and
Ridin' in the
They send me, back to the pen
Hope give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, (?) wit so pending (?)
And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), it pimpin'
them hatin' ass law, bitch I'm ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
Didn't need no cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so need oxygen
I'm so fucked up,
My flow so stupid competent
Competition evidently know what they up against
Obviously oblivious, in the I'm serious
I'm seriously poppin', I will be the reason why it's hot in
Material you droppin' better push that back, that can't out this year
I got this here, can't this, got this like I got blocks in here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me they think Pac in here
I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a
Pay no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm deliverin'
of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my
Plan of execution, I'm retribution
First to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood with me, they want my neck in a noose
Cause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and
They want the destroyed, see your majesty ruined
Nah, nothin' doin' brah, congratulations you a (?)
A great advantage point, so take your vantage point
Watch, with the of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the nigga to
listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin'
They speak what I know and it's over for them (?)
Bow back, ya boy got fly
ten chicks, got high in sha la
Niggas stay all that ca ca
No deniro, no habla
my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)
How automatic my chopper, they some problems, I got 'em

[Verse 2: T]
I'll niggas better than Tell niggas
Paint over 'bout Push, I never fail niggas
How I'm back Jack, listen, what the hell
This the new God flow, the Holy niggas
Can't see me, of Eli, it's in Braille niggas
I'm on track to be the best, I want Derrelle
I balls(?) on bitches, I unveil(?) nigga
OfficiallyIce, don't at 'em, show and tell
Say my brother Big deal
Big brother, so you, he hammer, can't touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene
We about it, that's cool
I'm at the top and he
If you think it, we rule
My life is an open
My stuntin' is an look
These gold chains, these stone
This that I overcooked
I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean'd that scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I jail on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my froze
And these ice on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, callers
GOOD Music, Grand Hustle, the block taught us