Luyện nghe bài hát T.I. Vs. T.I.P.

[Rap Verse: T.I. + (T.I.P. ego)]
I wanna talk to you (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 think 'bout yo' (Why?)
You be (Man)
at Cap and K.T. listen to K.P.
(What 'em; where the fuck this shit come from?)
Or to a J.G. to mama or D.P
Or shawty shit you be makin' me sick (Nigga fuck you!)
be a motherfuckin' fool if you blow this lick (Alright alright)
This the of a lifetime, you know this shit
Remember what Jarmel told us "stay focused Tip" (I nigga)
(Man but be tryin' me shawty)
be tryin' 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
Just pay these niggas no attention and fuckin' they broads (Alright)
I know you harder than these niggas (Yeah) and smarter these niggas (Yeah)
heart than these niggas (Yeah)
Quit 'bout thses niggas
(Hey man fuck these niggas I'm Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at)
(But talkin' behind my back, I never played that)
(Since you become a cat T.I. you been 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 could be
on TV and FYI we got the P back
Hold up shawty Jack (What?)
"Lame" I'll be that (Yeah OK)
Changed my name a thousand times and 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 don't believe
You listenin' is ya?
You got issues I got kids, 2 boys a girl
(Hey I know nigga my kids too)
You it's one false move and it's back to the big house
The told our ass "one more time" and we ain't gettin' out
(I say that)
Be thinkin' 'bout outside in the sunshine (Ho)
Watchin' heads 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 twice uh '99)
Please, boy stop get me started folk it's not the time
And let's do this shit my way get paid and have a lot of time
Plenty fine bitches, who pull shawty you is?
(Man you Tip got the hoes)
And Tip hoes got teeth (What that mean? What 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 what ya folk) That's right folk
(And I was just kiddin' them kites folk) Heh, alright folk
(I'm really we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad)
(I admit you had a points, sometimes I act a ass)
Hey but it is so important to it real though just like ya said
No record deal, no of mil' shall go to my head
(And with that said nobody tell us shit, so fuck the hatin')
How many niggaz real enough to stand and theyself a straightenin'?