Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

Hey, up
It's the Lil' Rob
Back to clear shit up, you know
People be stealing my
And making off it
And you who you are

Hey, Mr. Postman, do me a
Deliver the letter, the the better
Blew you vatos like a feather
Familia Records, chale,
People know, and I'm not one to talk
But I gots to my name, for the shit that you dropped
Rob - Still Smokin'
Homey who the fuck you
Raza with my name, use you brain, you're insane
It's a shame not ashamed to being lame
Are you Raza? No, then what you claim
Be proud of who you are, and not who you be
I don't wanna work with you, why do you wanna work me?
I'm not your artist, so focus on
If they're not making you and you're broke, that's on them
But, to the shit the way you did
You remind me of a jealous desperate kid
No

No
You wonder why I left
If I would of stayed I would of broke (simon)

You wonder why I left (you wonder why)
If I would of stayed I would of left broke (I would of broke)

No
You wonder why I broke left (you why)
If I would of I woulda left broke (simon)

You wonder why I broke (you wonder why)
If I would of I would of left broke (and that's no joke)