Luyện nghe bài hát People Talk

(14K)
As I lay down on this beat, I pray my soul release,
All of the answers that people need me, deep in me,
Hopefully I can the air,
By it in this verse,
And shut all the gossipin I put in a lot of work,
to improve my ways,
And show how of me changed,
Preoccupied a lot of times, just tryin to do rap thang,
I've gained a lot of legitimate dope, from and beats,
To where I don't care about, what you say about me,
You think I'm trappin, I'm practicin actin, up different hustles,
Keepin a slate, so I'm so far away from the struggle,
Prepped for you chitta-chatters, and on websites,
Who wanna go to war with words but ain't got their right,
My priorities are in line, on the grind,
You waitin on my downfall, be waitin a long time,
I'm surrounded by niggas, go gettas, and go git it,
That the same dream I share,
When we make plans, we down it,
My unit like we religious, teaches in packs,
And sure everything we do is intact,
So fall back,
And let the fall where they may,
I'ma continue to represent that One Four K,
In every way, and every day, the lord calls me home,
I'm gonna doin this until I'm gone,
Fuck you, you I'm dead Wrong,
Then me I don't wanna be right,
Cause I've been through the weather, chasin after the sunlight,
Cause I know, I

(Devin the Dude)
People talk, they lie and look, they gossip and shit, how their time
Is took,
Keep doin ya thang, rest your case,
You up before, but don't trip on the mess you made,
goiiin, You'll get there

(14K)
Ya'll don't know the of it,
You can get satisfaction,
I'll it I'll get to actin,
words instead of action,
You want get it crackin,
Go on the yappin,
gosspin like a bitch, will get a bitch slapped,
so dash,
And so outlandish,
Personality
to madness,
White tee fitted,
With the matchin,
a lot of tail,
While you leavin a passion,
My time ain't for waistin, but makin paper lets git it,
Man I take opinion, and I wipe my ass with it,
My is somewhat shady,
sometimes I was crazy,
Lately it's fuck you pay me,
that shit there don't faze me,
Daily, I be my bread,
I spend more gettin head,
Than I spend, walkin round, bout some shit you said,
Ain't picture perfect,
But I don't explain myself really, I don't think It's worth it,
you gon feel how you feel, regardless of what I say,
And look at something good me in a bad way,
My say I'm the shit,
My say I'm the king,
My fans know when I get behind mic, dog I do my thang,
And if I did give a dam, a whispin as nigga,
It just ain't no way I be out here fakers,
You busy tryin to my matches, now your life in ashes,
I'm just to get ahead, while you worried bout me crashin

(Devin the Dude)
People talk, they lie and look, gossip and shit, that how their time
Is took,
Keep doin ya thang, rest your case,
You fucked up before, but trip on the mess you made,
Keep goiiin, get there