Luyện nghe bài hát Regular Guy

Hello,
I'm Lee and I'm Zee Lee, yo
And I'ma muthasuckin' L U N A T I C, say
Yo and I'm here, I'm here
Yo, plus I'm here, cause I'm
Yo, yo, I'm 'bout to tell you what I

I'm with five individuals, say we not original
We all started like Digital
Now the haters lookin' pitiful, we humble and
But lyrical, we sh-sh-shit on you

I got a number two, Nelly got her too
We call a tip, girl, you prolly call it a
We be at Amoco, D's on that
Wit my folk's pocket full of and toast

In my Timb's and coat, do it big in the winter
Prolly full of Air Force Ones up Finish Line
And I myself normal, casual or formal
I still be blank a carnival

But y'all let me be or see
'Cuz I'm so D F I'm considered a G
I be H I off J's, K's and L's
Um, M, N, to the O's, can't tell

a regular guy
(I lie, girl)
I deny
(I can't neither)
You know he drives a yellow when he's passin' by
(Yo, you see me rollin' in thang?)

His pants is always
(Ah, say wha?)
Got money but never
(Ah, say wha?)
'Cause he's not that
Party people I'ma tell you what he's like, he's a guy

You see I'm young with information, I don't like Station
'Cuz it education, dedication and patience
To get a deal, fo' real, this ain't no fluke
To you, we like a fat playin' a flute

Like my granny do in the troop instead of the Brown
Look at all these boys reppin' the same
from the same moms and owe dues
Aunties and uncles, man, went to the same school, yeah

St. Louis that big
Ayyo, we on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib
And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of
It's ya home, up and maybe go to the bank

And I think you people to open up like mail
If you can't Skool Boy, normal as hell
So let the TVs confuse you
'Cuz if you didn't knew, now you

a regular guy
(Ya, I lie, girl)
I can't
(I can't neither)
You know he drives a yellow when he's passin' by
(Yo, you see me in that thang?)

His is always saggin'
(Ah, say wha?)
Got money but braggin'
(Ah, say wha?)
'Cause he's not type
Party I'ma tell you what he's like, he's a regular guy
(Yo, I'm just you)

I different from those that think I'm different
Still fat checks overtime, I'm just like you
I ain't changin' for nobody, mixin' up talent wit yo hobby
End up wit no

I guess you got personal
The you are, they start openin' up ya personal closet
A Ram 150, man, couldn't dodge it, dislodge it
advantage derrty, live off ya profits

You right, I aint ya average lil'
We had the number one song when I was still in
Shoot, I can say it though, I'm glad that we it mo
No neva bein' in class, pop up on the radio

And it's a beautiful
To turn street money to legal and beautiful change
Yo, I gotta use my brain
And when I'm sprinklin', man, in my rain

a regular guy
(I lie, girl)
I can't
(Yo, I deny neither)
You know he drives a yellow wagon when he's by
(Yo, you see me in that thang?)

His pants is always
(Ah, say wha?)
Got money but braggin'
(Ah, say wha?)
'Cause he's not that
Party people I'ma tell you he's like, he's a regular guy, oh