Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass tadpole swimmin in a fallopian tube
To a on my soil, a stand up type a dude
I was brought up in the game dealin and pushin that stuff
Arguing with my folkers we loved eachother so much
Ditchin and dodgin the rollers, grippin the real tuff
Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet trucks
Me and my Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and Black
Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them from the Magazine Street camp
Posted up thumbtacks, talking on faulty big backs
Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag fulla Tic
In the mean time, in between time, in my spare time raps
In the yard, in the driveway, on the concrete shootin craps

You you know, but you really don't have no idea
Listen to discography of E40, talk for real
ago, way before I even had a career
I got my nickname on the for drinking hecka beer
And letting the older cats up in my hood pump fear
with my own soil, listen here
Jealous cause we had all the broads and all the
Up the ladder I'm tryin to climb, game than a porcupine spine
Don't gimme nothing, I'ma for mine, try and grind, grit and grind
Hot echo through the ghetto, funkin all the time
I thank the Lord for me the gift to spit this rhyme

A loaf of bread, a stick of butter and some
Around the corner from the spot all the dealers dealt
Trials and tribul-i-zations, me and my
Tryin to get this music off the ground with high ass
a little time and patience, a little faith in God
To make a long story short, at me now sahob
I'm doing it like the checker, chunky like the soup
A de- a and a half and still in the loop
In case you didn't know, I told you once before
I ain't rapping too fast, see y'all listening too slow
I paved the way for the independent
The industry they me, but don't wanna gimme mine