Luyện nghe bài hát Flexin'

{T.I.}
Yeah, the King, cuh
You know my demo, Maybach, no limo,
I'm up, too
I don't know what folk doin'
I'm flexin', tho',
it go, K.R.I.T.!

K.R.I.T.} T.I.

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you ain't

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I Louis
Don't do it,
(Hold it now) Or it's goin'

I wear stripes row, my Louis, ho, Akoo matchin' my kicks,
everywhere I go, I got cameras all in my bidne'
I rep the town, hold it down, cruise all around in my old
My speaker and my reefer, too, I ain't speakin', bitch, do I know you?
want me back behind that wall, that's the only place that I can't go
I'm focused, dog, and I ain't wit' f-ck shit, think it sweet but it ain't, doe
I'm tried and true when I'm ridin' through, I ain't hidin', they can just me
My top is down and my pockets fat and my clearer than HD

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you know?

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I down
do it, patna
(Hold it now) Or it's goin'

I rep the west of that A like this, don't wanna talk about
Still in the trap like a gotdamn brick, 'cause I the hood, the King ain't dead
My hustle grand, my money long, my on top, bitch, I want that
My position vacant, my crown await me, my is empty, I own that
in Kirkland, with a big hill, too, some'll head to Pittsburgh and all that
Real ride wit' me to Timbuktu, I ain't Gucci, dude, what you call that?
the yell to East Point, and own that area, Vidalia, Sandal Hill all day
Decatur to Simpson-Rose, on 4-4, nigga f-ck wit' me always

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you ain't

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I Louis
do it, patna
(Hold it now) Or it's down

K.R.I.T.}
Them so-called boys ain't sold enough
OGs old enough
MCs dope enough
I'll still split yo'
You So So, I'm dat
Tight work, bounce back
room for yo' bitc', dog
Nigga, go'n get off my
That pack, I blow big
Always so big
Please don't get wrong,
Or them Gs gon' yo' wig
The A is mine, no questions
The is home, bitch, the best is back
My swagga turned 'em just like my
I'm flexin', shawty, who that?

x2}

{T.I}
Okay, man, you see what's in yo' face, big dog?
Yeah, man, big banks, no whammies, dog, you understand
Yeah, real, I'm talkin' 'bout real proper, patna?
You understand that? I got sack, bruh!
Prison ain't changed shit,
You that?
Rubber bands on deck, guess why,
Big K.R.I.T., do this shit one time, man
to M-Town, patna, it goin' down
Mississippi up