Luyện nghe bài hát No Flaws

[Chorus: Scooter]
Real street nigga, no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball me
caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I ain't gon let you walk 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 I ever had was a 650

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

Young Scooter]
Real street nigga, ain't no in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all 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 on but I ain't brought it all with me
thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650

[Verse 2: G
that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me 650
Used to punch on with Scooby and JJ
Foe a body, I was sendin' him JPay
I wanna die, was only in 6th grade
We was getting shot at, I'm calling
I know last week my momma a dub
walked in Barney's and spent like 8K
I was fifteen up in the club
Glock under my belt, had bitch on hug
I got shot, tell the Police none
My momma knew she a thug
in that bitch, three empty guns
She gon sweep 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 the blood
I'm is, we're Bloods
What I'm is, a 150
That's how we on the run
We'd get bored, shoot for fun
We try and practice
Oh, he thought he wasn't no factor

Young Scooter]
Real nigga, ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you with 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 chains on but I ain't it all with me
thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650