Luyện nghe bài hát Truth

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

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

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I playing wit ya, I ain't 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 no real rapper, I'm a fucking grave digger
I'm a old school fool, don't me show my age nigga
Grab a Louisville and it to a batting cage nigga
I did a song with Keyshia Cole and I know you 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 so icy and was a neighborhood nigga
This AR is my back up I don't need nan nigga
Must didn't hear when said "Let them guns blam nigga!"
Used to to Birmingham with a lot of grams nigga
I'm just who I am nigga but I ain't sparing nan
I know it's hard for you to sleep knowing you killed your
You left his son to be a bastard, won't raise ya own boy