Luyện nghe bài hát No Flaws

[Chorus: Young
Real nigga, ain't no flaws in me
a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me
If you my nigga, I it real, I let you ball with me
They 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 chains on but I ain't it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650

[Verse 1: Scooter]
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 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
breaking in houses, me and [?]
Stayed down, got us 36, it Jerome Bettis
the money up and told Side bring a 50
100 a piece 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 on me and I ain't brought it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you with me
They caught us with it, I 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
Bail thunderstorm, pounds by the 50s
foreign I ever had was a 650

[Verse 2: G
Bought that 9 milli' Q BayBay, cost me 650
Used to punch on niggas with and JJ
Foe caught a body, I was him JPay
I ain't die, was only in 6th grade
We was shot at, I'm calling ShayShay
I know last week sent my 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
I got shot, tell the Police none
My momma knew she raising a
Walk in that bitch, three empty
She just gon that under the rug
'Member I ran through that and ain't had none
Took some lil pints, told him get it in
Now I'm spending a bunch of hundreds
A Lil Pint, you sippin' the blood
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 practice
Oh, he thought he wasn't no factor

Young 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 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 brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650