Luyện nghe bài hát APB

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

Hydro-ponic lungs Top Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can down timber.
I was no pretender certified offender, no surrender.
My circumstantial, tho some things I can't remember.
who knew me be like "who he? ", they're trippin off the new me.
They like man where the ol'crae, you crazy you can't me.
I'm a so hard that the laws tryin' to find me.
I pray to God they ain't find me. But then I hear a
Look up in the rear view and they behind me.
Roll down my window. Now "Boy what's your "
'Cause you was 85 in the passing lane with no traffic, mane.
I give them my ID, and guess what they say.
"This boy here crazy, nah just Crae".
I was psycho, wild as the hundreds.
I-Go/ago the Chi, doing whatever I wanted.
Until I was confronted, 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 life out of my mother, to get the stuff I wanted.
Now I'm milk carton and if you can't explain it.
Put the APB out on me, if you me, that's amazing.