Luyện nghe bài hát Truth

1]
80 going and ain't took one yet
Ain't nothing retarded 'bout Gucci but this gold
A ten thousand dollar put on my neck
I hope you didn't pay them cause didn't have no success
You seen my nigga and you got upset
I seen your interview too, you oh so stressed
I the nigga just mad cause I fucked his ex
And I'm a big dog, he got the boy complex
Go dig partner up nigga, bet he can't say shit
And if you looking for the kid be in Zone 6
I hit a party fresh, you and ya homeboy Tip
I know y'all seen me over with that black fo' fifth
I bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it just like Tips
But I never platinum, do you catch my drift
I never let a nigga do me Tip did Flip
This the same shit got Big and 2Pac killed

For the record, this is not a record
Just the
It's Gucci the living
Oh, yea I'm a
legend nigga
Respect

2]
I ain't playing wit ya, I trying to dance wit ya
I ain't hands, let them rubberbands get ya
It take to go to war and we can go to war nigga
I ain't no real rapper, I'm a fucking digger
I'm a old school fool, don't make me show my age
a Louisville and turn it to a batting cage nigga
I did a song Keyshia Cole and I know you still miss her
But Puff was fucking her while you was in love wit her
you to do a song, wouldn't even smoke no bud wit ya
I was screaming so icy and was a nigga
This AR is my back up cause I don't need nan
Must didn't hear when Flocka said "Let them guns nigga!"
Used to drive to Birmingham with a lot of nigga
I'm just who I am nigga but I ain't nan nigga
I know it's hard for you to sleep you killed your homeboy
You left his son to be a bastard, won't raise ya own boy