Luyện nghe bài hát That Part (Freestyle)

Lately, I been to my ego
That we gon be one of the to ever make it from the dirty south
going down just look alive
Fuck what they heard and who they signed you did
For the culture them combined it took a while to prove them wrong 300 songs later
No they'll pass the crown to ya
At the feet of a king that was chained to till he rose out the creek of the sip with a chip on his shoulders
Last of a dying bread who lead it
This rap shit is
Matta fact is no subject matter or exposure
I can feel the end getting
Maybe I ain't sober the drank got me out
The gas mixed hash and oil got ya tanked out
Spent so much time in the vault I was out
Don't talk to me about hit song ya stank mouth
Im serious
Dark as still see the vision
Country boy the block with no collision
Old school MC with no
Sometimes it was me and god and my
Itchin to make scratch
And jump in the 'Lac with the and the flat
The in the back
Bumping UGK, my rims don't scrape my trunk on
I can't hear like what you say
Fuck yall
Im 10 toes
And still
I never so many with rings thats still losing
Never seen so faces
Don't mean boo hooing
Why you worried bout me and what yall doing
That ain't fooling ain't never ever ever
I mine im running out of shovels
Angel wings and those that tuck their
Until im tired of and go to heaven