Luyện nghe bài hát Time 2 Shine

[Hook:
Easy to see, you look at me
That I'm a CCC nigga, I rap now
Moving mix tapes, from to city
But we heard, that them people trying to it and crack down
see fee's, so you could see me
Getting my cheddar together, you know I stack now
Everybody has their time to shine, and now it's
So step and stand in line

(*talking*)
up man, Color Changin' Click in here mayn
Chamillionaire and Rasaq's, Status
You know I'm saying, we gotta get this money
Gotta grind, Rasaq the new blood in the Changin' Click
And we gon hold it down man, know I'm tal'n

[Hook:

Wanted in six states, for mix tapes
And ice on my arm, make a feel like his wrist raped
Pass me a melody, my rap is a
(they not gon like you) I know nigga, that's just
If you got in your blood, there's no actual remedy
But let me ask you a question, who's cash them or me
While running they mouth, sitting up in they house
I'm running my routes it out, putting rocks up in my mouth
teeth, look like it's covered in glass
My demeanor say I'm ghetto, my say I'm upper-class
I'm in the hood, where the guns go blast
That bust in your ass, some niggaz don't trust God all trust is cash
I'm where fiends with work, don't harass you
They look in your soul, they don't even got to ask you
The cops pass you, nah they turn around
And search your car, and see if a burner's
But my bout to turn around, them hoochies turn around
When see them wheels, turn around
Some niggaz know what it takes, to make this money
You wanna take money, come take it from me
Take this money, leave your draped and bloody
In this you gotta be a ape, don't make me ugly

Nigga I grind from summer to summer, trying to go from to Hummer
I'm a status nigga, I'm a stunner
I holla at your woman, like nigga you don't her
Undoing her buttons, acting like I'ma give her but I'm fronting
I dump em, I lose 'em and bump em
To the curb then swerve, to do this is nothing
My air tight, like Glad-lock zipper bags
I lock the game up, and nigga kiss your ass
Goodbye, my raps is throwed my is fly
I'm do', but no nigga good try
I my do', and bet it all on me
True a baller nigga, it's all on me
Sometimes I the ghetto, just call on me
To bring me to y'all, and to me
My jeans is sagging, and a wife beater
Your wife around here, I might beat her down
While she around, and sleep around
Her husband heard it word of mouth, he bout to leave her now
Shh nigga keep it down, the laws trying to around
And take a to jail, if the heat is found
So bring the speaking