Luyện nghe bài hát T.I. Vs. T.I.P.

[Rap Verse: T.I. + (T.I.P. ego)]
I talk to you shawty (Why?)'Cause you be trippin' sometimes
(Man I'm just trying stay true to I say in my rhymes)
It ain't a doubt in my mind, but you got a lot on the
You need to 'bout yo' actions (Why?)
You be (Man)
Look at Cap and K.T. to K.P.
(What about 'em; where the fuck this shit 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 this (Alright alright)
the chance of a lifetime, you know this shit
Remember what told us "stay focused Tip" (I remember nigga)
(Man but they be me shawty)
be tryin' you how?
Hey let them it, you was just another guy in the crowd
(Naw, but they be too loud)
Man you be listenin' too
Just pay these niggas no attention and fuckin' they broads (Alright)
I know you harder than these niggas (Yeah) and smarter than niggas (Yeah)
More heart than these (Yeah)
Quit worryin' thses niggas
(Hey man fuck these niggas I'm Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at)
(But talkin' sideways behind my back, I played that)
(Since you become a payed cat T.I. you so laid back)
(I where lil' bad ass Tip from back in the day at)
Man that nigga had to stay back there so we be that
Nigga on TV and FYI we got the P
Hold up freeze Jack (What?)
"Lame" I'll be that (Yeah OK)
Changed my name a thousand times and a G believe that
(Oh good we go Ki's)
(That nigga overseas back)
You see I be sayin' 'bout this nigga (What man? Shit)
I believe that
You listenin' is ya?
You got I got kids, 2 boys a lil' girl
(Hey I nigga they my kids too)
You know it's one false move and it's to the big house
The judge told our ass "one time" and we ain't gettin' out
(I say that)
Be thinkin' 'bout standin' in the sunshine (Ho)
Watchin' nigga's get buck for cuttin' the lunch line
Hey you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more than one time
(And I made the same mistake twice since uh '99)
Please, boy stop don't get me started folk it's not the
And let's just do this shit my way get paid and have a lot of
Plenty fine bitches, who gon' pull you is?
(Man you Tip got the hoes)
And Tip hoes got gold teeth (What mean? What you tryna say nigga?)
Mine got jobs, good and they own features
(And mine clothes, sell 'dro, got the blow cheap)
(I it's just depend on what ya like folk) That's right folk
(And I was kiddin' 'bout them kites folk) Heh, alright folk
(I'm really glad we had a to sit it down and rap a tad)
(I admit you had a points, sometimes I act a ass)
Hey but it is so to keep it real though just like ya said
No deal, no amount of mil' shall go to my head
(And with that can't nobody tell us shit, so fuck the hatin')
How many niggaz real enough to stand and give theyself a