Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible

[Verse 1 -
Tha Truth back, lets get to
something unfamiliar
Call it a foreign
Paint heavily
I guess it finished
with something freaky
They tell me she the
The chain clear, stones never
'rats or better, nigga ask about me
Certified gangsta, please don't ever me
to the streets
You get in without me
I'm presidential, Obama painted the black
Toping in the Chevy, top rolling
My life a picture, bitch I ain't gotta act
I send 'em to your section, nigga that
raining scattered bullets
Too late to run for cover, I drain 'em like
I evacuate to the gutter
On something pokey with looks
And a they'd like to stutter
I rank as the of the city
It ain't gon' be

2 - Lil Wayne]
I'm shots, it's happy hour
I shoot from range, I'ma need a shower
Brains in the sink, body on the
and the kids, leave 'em how I found 'em
I'm a real nigga, stand nigga
I cut ya face, have ya looking like nigga
Then I pull ya card, then I deal
wit'cha life, is this your lucky night?
My bitch so fucking right, every night I fuck her
Big boy money bitch, pockets on Charlie
up, I'm scarred for life
Tell the cops I all my rights
Got choppas I don't Harley bikes
Drop 'em a bag of ice
dark, flag bright
Wallet chain, chrome
to the fucking back, call that shit Rosa Parks
Dr. Carter man I gave open heart
Young baby aka Noah's Ark

And I'm Noah!
YOUNG BABY

3 - Rick Ross]
My money long, my short
My foreign, my dick a boss
The guns new, the old
It's to come through, like never before
C4, look at me hoe
Look my eyes, do you see a C.O.?
I'm kilos, time to reload
Map fout ou deyo - "Shut the fuck up" in
I'm paid up, get ya weight up
Pillow top back, realest up
I got them automatics so you I'm automatic
All my auto's automatic, you know automatic
What you wanna see?
get caught in the street
I got G's that'll for a quarter ki', nigga
I'm living
the critics nigga (Fuck 'em)
Shit is serious
You hear the nigga (Yep!)
Its nigga