Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So Gutter

[Hook-
I never gon change, I'm so gutter
My jeans always gonna hang, I'm so
See me rollin' on them swangs, I'm so
See me grippin' on that grain, I'm so
I lay back on that butter, I'm so
I back in the gutter, I'm so gutter
See me flashin' roc's, I'm so gutter
Nigga, It's Rasaq on the
Yep

[Verse One-
Ay, I was birthed, from the mud and the
Rose from under the earth, and whiped and from my shirt
And the place, in the most ruggedest turf
When niggaz don't got jobs, but know how to pitch that work
And bein' a hard head, will get you
Niggaz is wet up, and wait to let that pistol jerk
Imma seed, in a garden full of weeds
Murderous n thiefs, make it hard to breathe
And though I blossom by the street, the hood as a mount of heat
And shortly startin' to wither my leaves
A little boi big in my jeans, livin' my
One day this rap music, gon make me live like a
But for now I live by them fiends, rhymes n sing
Till I'm able to best average in my seems, nigga

(Rasaq talking over hook)
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter, I ain't never gon
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter,
I'm so gutter,

Two- Rasaq]
They got me figured out, no no pain
All flasin' n braggin, make this rappin' so lame
his raps, have a lack of no aim
Perhaps when he raps, and he on his chain
That infact when he raps, that he wit no brain
But infact, it's a fact the is his aim
Fans blame the rap game, and attack at his
But no action get's no game, no get no change
Would they, rather I slang, while packin' thangs
Passin' the cocane, it pass in they veins
I'm not askin' in vane, or goin' back the grain
I'm jus askin', why you gotta me mayne