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 to tell you what I like

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

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

In my Timb's and coat, do it big in the time
Prolly full of Air Force up outta Finish Line
And I call normal, casual or formal
I still be blank like a

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

He's a guy
(I lie, girl)
I deny
(I can't 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 money but never
(Ah, say wha?)
'Cause he's not type
Party people I'ma tell you what he's like, he's a guy

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

Like my granny do in the troop of the James Brown
Look at all these boys the same town
from the same moms and owe dues
Aunties and uncles, man, they to the same school, yeah

St. Louis that 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 need to open up like mail
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 can't neither)
You know he drives a yellow wagon he's passin' by
(Yo, you see me rollin' in thang?)

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

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

I you got personal problems
The bigger you are, they start up ya personal closet
A Ram 150, man, still couldn't it, dislodge it
Take derrty, live off ya profits

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

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

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