Luyện nghe bài hát No Flaws

[Chorus: Young
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 ball me
They caught us 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 chains on but I brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, dropping by the 50s
First foreign I had was a 650

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

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

2: G Herbo]
Bought that 9 milli' Q BayBay, cost me 650
Used to on niggas with Scooby and JJ
Foe a body, I was sendin' him JPay
I ain't wanna die, was in 6th grade
We was getting shot at, I'm ShayShay
I last week 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 none
My momma knew she a thug
Walk in bitch, three empty guns
She just gon sweep under the rug
I ran through that sixty and ain't had none
Took lil pints, told him get it in blood
Now I'm a whole bunch of hundreds
A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the
What I'm is, Bloods
What I'm is, a 150
That's how we on the run
We'd get bored, niggas for fun
We try and practice
Oh, he thought he no factor huh?

[Chorus: Scooter]
Real street nigga, no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I brought it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you with me
They caught us 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 brought it all me
thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650