Luyện nghe bài hát Time 2 Shine

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

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

*chopped*]

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

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