Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

The phone rang, it was a guy i knew
And he said, that your
Every account
He says you're

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i think you get it right
Cuz shit go in the night
up out tha gutta'
Now it's all
And with my blade i cut like no
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka it's the
Pep my new reew shoes on the floor
Roll like a copo, eatin' on chicken
I shootin' with my eyes
Hope i missin'
Firin' up weed till the early
a lil bit lonley since my girl is gone
Got my so enemies
Yea im
And you cop sucka fuckas gotta with that
Cuz im loose like gun powda' hittin' in tha'
Fly by me dont think about
Think about
Cuz im to fall
And not before i break these
Muthafucka it's the devils heart in your ear
Hear goes the contract sold my
And im hear muthafucka in the physical form
my hair back just so i can hide my horns
Na
I've seen the on the scene
My rap sound better with on the scene
Fillmo down a rap
Gotta have a weed with my party pack
like that
Shit can heel row melo
Stir it up the rocks up and turn yellow
Heavily fiber it's the god of
Wishes of my passes on
on the ferbigates high off bomb
And you can see my life if you my palm
It's like

Enrico Vandello...
Fransico... And Anreco... (Repeat x2)

Check this out move
I hold you a slow grove
In my and my soul ima brake rules
the new crew
It's like the cioty gang
Comin' on your town like black rain
Blunts in an' rapped up in the indeca
Rymes are riped and hollow tips when they ya
Man they aint a friend of ya
So it ain't no popin' my mind when they ya
Turn like a top spittin' colp it
Tell a lable die if they hold the check
Cuz its here homie
The is for cash
You get it, then you it then you hit it an' mash
You talk like a
I hope you aint a
You lookin at a fool rap drug dealla
fliet
Buckle up a plane ride
Why oh why do i remain
Shootin at the sky that's my head
that the bulets all wake the dead
Lottanufdad the they bed
But tuwa dad gonna crack the feds
Because i fly like a bat hell
That's for
Fake a prisoner sittin in jail
When it comes to these rymes betta' get the
Or act like your blind fucker it in bral
Nigga fail
No on the ride
All in your it's a sign of the times
Heaily it's the god of khan
of my verdigo passes on
Standin at the perly high off bomb
And you can see my if you read my palm

Ceazor Vandello...
Fransico... And Anreco... (Repeat x3)