Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible

[Verse 1 -
Tha back, lets get to bidness
It's unfamiliar
it a foreign image
Paint leaking
I guess it finished
with something freaky
They me she the business
The chain clear, stones cloudy
Sixty or better, nigga ask about me
Certified gangsta, don't ever doubt me
to the streets
You get in without me
I'm presidential, Obama the Vogues black
Toping in the Chevy, top rolling
My a motion picture, bitch I ain't gotta act
I send 'em to section, nigga hold that
raining scattered bullets
Too late to run for cover, I drain 'em Kobe
I evacuate to the gutter
On something that's pokey with
And a they'd like to stutter
I rank as the of the city
It ain't gon' be

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

And I'm Noah!
YOUNG BABY

[Verse 3 - Ross]
My money long, my short
My car's foreign, my a boss
The guns new, the old
It's time to through, like never before
Liquid C4, at me hoe
into my eyes, do you see a C.O.?
I'm talking kilos, time to
Map fout ou deyo - "Shut the fuck up" in
Bitch I'm up, get ya weight up
top back, realest shade up
I got them automatics so you know I'm
All my auto's automatic, you that's automatic
What you niggas see?
Don't get in the street
I got G's that'll wait for a ki', nigga
I'm living
Fuck the critics (Fuck 'em)
Shit is serious
You hear the nigga (Yep!)
Its Ricky