Luyện nghe bài hát APB

Saint my city dawg. West side, was the block.
you was in the crib playing with legos, I was out there trying to get blocks.
Momma gone, gone, just me and my hood dogs.
Suwoopin, beamed up, like I'm bout to go baseball.
Before you heard about Jeezy boy. I was already on some or die.
Was a goon foolish too, You can still see the in my eye.
What you know about sitting in a cell felonies murder case.
Best rolled on me took the stand, turned state.
I am a felon I can not lie hand on the Bible, to the sky.
I want to live, I wanna die when they roll upon me and let them bullets fly.
They could been the end dawg.
One way, hell gaze but the stepped in Chose to Show Grace .
Could been layed in the box, dawg.
6 of my homeboys me, but I'm alive and the old me gone.
'Cause dog I burry me.

Hydro-ponic Top Shelf Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can chop timber.
I was no certified offender, never no surrender.
My amnesia's circumstantial, tho things I can't remember.
Those who me be like "who he? ", they're trippin off the new me.
They like man where the ol'crae, you you can't fool me.
I'm a party so hard the laws tryin' to find me.
I pray to God ain't find me. But then I hear a {whoo-whoo}
Look up in the view and they right behind me.
down my window. Now "Boy what's your name? "
'Cause you was doing 85 in the passing lane no traffic, mane.
Then I give them my ID, and guess what say.
"This boy here crazy, nah that's Crae".
Mane I was psycho, as the hundreds.
I-Go/ago like the Chi, whatever I wanted.
I was confronted, heard about Jesus and I changed.
They like man you do, talkin bout you just ain't the same.
I was dead, The old me was but a sucker.
Sucked the out of my mother, just to get the stuff I wanted.
Now I'm milk carton status and if you can't it.
Put the APB out on me, if you me, that's amazing.