Luyện nghe bài hát No Flaws

[Chorus: Scooter]
street nigga, ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you with me
They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you with me
And I ain't gon let you with me if you ain't crawl with me
Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds by the 50s
First foreign I had was a 650

1: Young Scooter]
Me and 550 had for 450
My Ty gave me half on 650
Fuck the feds, Trotter and OG Ricky
I'm part of the Mob just Gotti, get the scrap 50
And I ain't leaving out the house without the sack me
At sixteen I was in school and I had crack me
breaking in houses, me and [?]
Stayed down, got us 36, it Jerome Bettis
Fuck the money up and told bring a 50
100 a piece from Slime and Future, a quarter milli
In 6 months I made 2 M's work like a gym
I love my niggas just like so thank God for them

Young Scooter]
Real street nigga, ain't no in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball me
They us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me
Ten on but I ain't brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds by the 50s
First foreign I had was a 650

2: G Herbo]
Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, me 650
to punch on niggas with Scooby and JJ
Foe a body, I was sendin' him JPay
I ain't die, was only in 6th grade
We was getting shot at, I'm ShayShay
I know last sent my momma a dub
Then in Barney's and spent like 8K
I was like fifteen up in the
Glock under my belt, had bitch on hug
When I got shot, tell the Police
My knew she raising a thug
Walk in bitch, three empty guns
She just gon that under the rug
'Member I ran that sixty and ain't had none
Took lil pints, told him get it in blood
Now I'm spending a whole of hundreds
A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the
What I'm is, we're
I'm is, a 150 dubs
That's how we on the run
We'd get bored, niggas for fun
We try and some
Oh, he thought he no factor huh?

[Chorus: Young
Real nigga, ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't it all with me
If you my nigga, I it real, I let you ball with me
They caught us with it, I the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you crawl with me
Ten on but I ain't brought it all with me
thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650