Luyện nghe bài hát Truth

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

For the record, this is not a diss
the truth
It's the living legend
Oh, yea I'm a
Living nigga
that

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