Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth Is Back

You hear a lot of but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows but enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums and you
But the truth is back, now they say where you

'Cause we really seen you out performing
You up in the streets, you're hot, you're boiling
Chamillitary click is the they wanting
You know that OG Ron C gon' screw it for

A lot of DJ's wanna mess with the kid
But like dancers that love to strip, they up on my dick
And of course, maybe it's of the fact that I'm rich
And the up on my wrist look like a package of piss

Looked like they pissed in a ice cube
Put it in the so by the next day
They could put it on my so that I could display
ice looks like butter but it isn't parquet

Hey, well, let me tell you how I did it
Stepped up the mix and put 'em in every city man
Send 'em Greyhound, in other city and
Wallet the size of Black's or Biggie's hand, baby, baby

And I got plenty mo' to do, dog that's true,
Chamillitary is the click, if what you thought
Yellow, green, red blue and my new jaw
Check out the paint, same colors my new car

When it come to getting fed, I'm the with the bread
Know exactly what they said, voices ain't just in my
Get back up in the so the rumors can be dead
'Cause I'm the rapper that they dread, like Lil' head

Bumba watch, now watch me, I'm the one to watch
One with a lot of colored cubes and a bunch of
And the watch and them girls that be out
The closet a friend, meet her I just wanna watch

Chamillion-ator's on the way who saving the day
After the math I bust a rhyme, rapping you pay
Niggaz say they songs jamming, yeah that's just they say
Like Part 2 of that song, they end up being gay

But it ain't Weezy, it even B.G
how much I push the cash money, they don't believe me
on the DVD and the CD
Don't me, homeboy, watch TV

rest, 7.5 Clarion
You ain't trying to see me shine, you carry on
Haters and that's the reason that I carry one
Make a home run and run home, like Bonds

Yeah, I got 'em in a towel
Ron of rap, look at me now
Single handedly, the suckers up in the crowd
to your lip you'll get whipped, while they kicking me out

Ouch 'cause that like it hurt
And the part about it, is it looks like the dirt
Getting acquainted with your shirt become one with the
As I watch you fall down and you just what you worth

You no good, dirty rotten
I these hoes, like promoters out of town do
I get mail, like in the color brown do
Chamillion you're the best, nobody out sound you

Chad Hugo to Pharrell, I'm the star on the
Look at my diamonds and see how many broads they
And it's true in the studio, on my balls and my sack
Say it's a hit, before even start on a track

I up in slow motion, like my car on a flat
Trunk up, like directions that you saw on a map
I wear the now but that's part of the fact
That I stay throwing up the rocks, the Carter was back

It's the Roc, psyche it's not
But it's prolly a sized bullet, up in it's pop
Sorry mayn, I forgot, to put the heater on
But didn't forget the underground, it up for my spot
I'm and I'm too hot

You hear a lot of but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows but enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of and you snoring
But the truth is back, now say where you been

'Cause we really seen you out performing
You back up in the streets, you hot, boiling
Chamillitary click is the click they
You that OG Ron C gon' screw it for them