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 I like

I'm with individuals, they say we not original
We all underground 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 bread and

In my Timb's and coat, do it big in the time
Prolly full of Air Force Ones up outta Finish
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 tell

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His pants is saggin'
(Ah, say wha?)
Got but never braggin'
(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 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 your talent wit yo
End up wit no

I guess you got problems
The bigger you are, they start openin' up ya closet
A Ram 150, man, still dodge it, dislodge it
Take advantage derrty, off ya profits

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

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

He's a guy
(I lie, girl)
I deny
(Yo, I can't 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?)
he's not that type
Party I'ma tell you what he's like, he's a regular guy, oh