Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin' Rain

From a small ass little tadpole swimmin in a fallopian
To a fixture on my soil, a stand up type a
I was up in the crack game dealin and pushin that stuff
with my folkers cause we loved eachother so much
Ditchin and dodgin the rollers, the block real tuff
Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside
Me and my brother Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and
Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them from the Magazine camp
Posted up like thumbtacks, talking on big backs
Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag fulla Tic
In the time, in between time, in my spare time writin raps
In the front yard, in the driveway, on the concrete shootin

You think you know, but you really have no idea
Listen to discography of E40, real talk for
ago, way before I even had a career
I got my on the turf for drinking hecka beer
And never 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 to climb, game sharper than a porcupine spine
Don't nothing, I'ma work for mine, try and grind, grit and grind
Hot ones echo through the ghetto, all the time
I thank the Lord for giving me the gift to spit rhyme

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