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 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 to think 'bout yo' actions (Why?)
You be (Man)
Look at Cap and K.T. to K.P.
(What about 'em; where the fuck shit come from?)
Or to a J.G. to mama or D.P
Or somebody shawty shit you be makin' me (Nigga fuck you!)
You'd be a motherfuckin' fool if you this lick (Alright alright)
the chance of a lifetime, you know this shit
Remember what Jarmel told us "stay Tip" (I remember nigga)
(Man but be tryin' me shawty)
Niggas be you how?
Hey let tell it, you was just another guy in the crowd
(Naw, but they be too loud)
Man you be too hard
pay these niggas no attention and keep fuckin' they broads (Alright)
I know you harder than these niggas (Yeah) and than these niggas (Yeah)
More heart than niggas (Yeah)
Quit worryin' 'bout niggas
(Hey man fuck niggas I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at)
(But talkin' sideways behind my back, I never that)
(Since you become a payed cat T.I. you so laid back)
(I wonder where lil' bad ass Tip back in the day at)
Man nigga had to stay back there so we could be that
Nigga on TV and FYI we got the P
Hold up shawty Jack (What?)
"Lame" I'll never be (Yeah OK)
Changed my name a thousand and still a G believe that
(Oh yeah we go Ki's)
(That nigga from back)
You see what I be 'bout this nigga (What man? Shit)
I believe that
You listenin' is ya?
You got issues I got kids, 2 boys a lil'
(Hey I know nigga my kids too)
You know it's one false move and back to the big house
The judge told our ass "one more time" and we ain't out
(I say that)
Be thinkin' standin' outside in the sunshine (Ho)
Watchin' nigga's get buck for cuttin' the lunch line
Hey shawty you ain't 'posed to make the same more than one time
(And I ain't made the same mistake since uh '99)
Please, boy stop don't get me folk it's not the time
And just do this shit my way get paid and have a lot of time
fine bitches, who gon' pull shawty you is?
(Man you Tip got the hoes)
And Tip hoes got gold teeth (What that mean? you tryna say nigga?)
Mine got jobs, credit and they own features
(And mine clothes, sell 'dro, got the blow cheap)
(I guess it's just depend on ya like folk) That's right folk
(And I was just kiddin' 'bout kites folk) Heh, alright folk
(I'm really glad we had a chance to sit it 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 like ya said
No record deal, no of mil' shall go to my head
(And with that said can't tell us shit, so fuck the hatin')
How many niggaz enough to stand and give theyself a straightenin'?