Luyện nghe bài hát Time 2 Shine

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

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

*chopped*]

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

Nigga I from summer to summer, trying to go from Hooptie to Hummer
I'm a status nigga, I'm a stunner
I holla at woman, like nigga you don't want her
Undoing her buttons, acting like I'ma her loot but I'm fronting
I usually dump em, I lose 'em and em
To the curb then swerve, nigga to do this is
My game air tight, like Glad-lock bags
I lock the game up, and nigga kiss your ass
Goodbye, my raps is my hooks 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
I feel the ghetto, just call on me
To me to y'all, and y'all to me
My jeans is sagging, and a wife beater
Your wife around here, nigga I might beat her
While she creep around, and around
Her husband just heard it word of mouth, he to leave her now
Shh nigga keep it down, the laws trying to around
And take a nigga to jail, if the heat is
So bring the speaking