Luyện nghe bài hát No Flaws

[Chorus: Young
Real street nigga, ain't no in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball me
They caught us it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you crawl with me
Ten on but I ain't brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650

1: Young Scooter]
Me and 550 had for 450
My Ty gave me half on 650
Fuck the feds, free Trotter and OG
I'm of the Mob just like Gotti, get the scrap 50
And I ain't out the house without the sack with me
At sixteen I was in and I had crack with me
breaking in houses, me and [?]
Stayed down, got us 36, call it Bettis
Fuck the money up and told bring a 50
100 a piece from Slime and Future, a quarter milli
In 6 I made 2 M's stretching work like a gym
I love my niggas just like brothers so God for them

Young Scooter]
Real nigga, ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on me and I ain't it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball me
caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I ain't gon let you with me if you ain't crawl with me
Ten chains on but I brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, dropping by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650

[Verse 2: G
Bought that 9 milli' Q BayBay, cost me 650
Used to punch on niggas Scooby and JJ
Foe caught a body, I was him JPay
I ain't die, was only in 6th grade
We was getting shot at, I'm ShayShay
I know last week sent my a dub
Then in Barney's and spent like 8K
I was fifteen up in the club
Glock my belt, had that bitch on hug
When I got shot, tell the none
My momma knew she a thug
Walk in that bitch, three guns
She gon sweep that under the rug
'Member I ran that sixty and ain't had none
Took some lil pints, him get it in blood
Now I'm spending a whole bunch of
A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the
What I'm is, we're
I'm is, a 150 dubs
That's how we on the run
We'd get bored, shoot for fun
We try and some
Oh, he he wasn't no factor huh?

Young Scooter]
Real street nigga, no flaws in me
a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball me
They caught us with it, I the charge, ain't let you fall with me
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you crawl with me
Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds by the 50s
First I ever had was a 650