Luyện nghe bài hát T.I. Vs. T.I.P.

[Rap T.I. + (T.I.P. alter ego)]
I wanna talk to you shawty (Why?)'Cause you be sometimes
(Man I'm trying stay true to what I say in my rhymes)
It a doubt in my mind, but you got a lot on the line
You need to think 'bout yo' (Why?)
You be (Man)
at Cap and K.T. listen to K.P.
(What about where the fuck this shit come from?)
Or to a J.G. to mama or D.P
Or somebody shawty you be makin' me sick (Nigga fuck you!)
You'd be a motherfuckin' fool if you blow lick (Alright alright)
This the chance of a lifetime, you this shit
Remember what Jarmel told us "stay Tip" (I remember nigga)
(Man but be tryin' me shawty)
Niggas be tryin' you
Hey let tell it, you was just another guy in the crowd
(Naw, but they be too loud)
Man you be too hard
Just pay these niggas no attention and fuckin' they broads (Alright)
I know you harder than these niggas (Yeah) and than these niggas (Yeah)
More heart these niggas (Yeah)
worryin' 'bout thses niggas
(Hey man fuck niggas I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at)
(But talkin' behind my back, I never played that)
(Since you a payed cat T.I. you been so laid back)
(I wonder where bad ass Tip from back in the day at)
Man that nigga had to back there so we could be that
Nigga on TV and FYI we got the P
Hold up shawty Jack (What?)
"Lame" never be that (Yeah OK)
Changed my name a thousand times and a G believe that
(Oh yeah we go Ki's)
(That nigga overseas back)
You see what I be sayin' 'bout nigga (What man? Shit)
I don't that
You listenin' is ya?
You got issues I got kids, 2 a lil' girl
(Hey I know they my kids too)
You know it's one false and it's back to the big house
The judge our ass "one more time" and we ain't gettin' out
(I say that)
Be 'bout standin' outside in the sunshine (Ho)
nigga's heads get buck for cuttin' the lunch line
Hey shawty you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more one time
(And I ain't made the same twice since uh '99)
Please, boy stop don't get me started folk not the time
And let's do this shit my way get paid and have a lot of time
Plenty fine bitches, who gon' shawty you is?
(Man you Tip got the hoes)
And Tip got gold teeth (What that mean? What you tryna say nigga?)
Mine got jobs, good credit and they own
(And boost clothes, sell 'dro, got the blow cheap)
(I guess it's just depend on ya like folk) That's right folk
(And I was kiddin' 'bout them kites folk) Heh, alright folk
(I'm glad we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad)
(I you had a couple points, sometimes I act a ass)
Hey but it is so important to keep it real though just ya said
No record deal, no amount of mil' shall go to my
(And with that said can't nobody us shit, so fuck the hatin')
How many niggaz real enough to stand and theyself a straightenin'?