Luyện nghe bài hát Regular Guy

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

I'm five individuals, they say we not original
We all started like Digital
Now the lookin' pitiful, we humble and un-spittable
But lyrical, we still on you

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

In my and coat, do it big in the winter time
Prolly full of Air Force Ones up outta Finish
And I call myself normal, casual or
I still be blank like a

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

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

You see I'm young information, I don't play like Station
it took education, dedication and patience
To get a record deal, fo' real, ain't no fluke
To you, we like a fat dude playin' a

Like my granny do in the instead of the James Brown
at all these boys reppin' the same town
Come from the same moms and owe
Aunties and uncles, man, they went to the same school,

St. Louis ain't big
Ayyo, we stay on the hill and a 30 ball to get to the crib
And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of
ya home, wake up and maybe go to the bank

And I think you people need to open up like
If you can't tell Boy, normal as hell
So don't let the TVs you
if you didn't knew, now you knew

He's a guy
(Ya, I lie, girl)
I deny
(I deny neither)
You know he drives a yellow wagon when he's by
(Yo, you see me rollin' in thang?)

His pants is saggin'
(Ah, say wha?)
Got money but never
(Ah, say wha?)
he's not that type
Party people tell you what he's like, he's a regular guy
(Yo, I'm just you)

I ain't 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, still dodge it, dislodge it
Take derrty, live off ya profits

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

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

He's a guy
(I lie, girl)
I can't
(Yo, I can't neither)
You know he drives a yellow wagon 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 not that type
Party people I'ma tell you he's like, he's a regular guy, oh