Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

The phone rang, it was a guy that i
And he said, your guilt
fuckin' account
He you're done

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i think you get it right
Cuz go bump in the night
Came up out tha
Now all butta'
And with my blade i cut no other
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka it's the
Pep my new shoes on the marbol floor
Roll around like a copo, eatin' on
I with my eyes close
i ain't missin'
Firin' up weed till the mornin'
It's a lil bit lonley since my girl is
Got my so called
Yea im
And you cop sucka fuckas gotta deal that
Cuz im loose like gun powda' hittin' in tha'
Fly by me think about landin'
about crashin'
Cuz im to fall
And not before i break laws
it's the devils heart beating in your ear
Hear goes the sold my career
And im chillin' hear muthafucka in the form
Reew my hair just so i can hide my horns
Na
I've the rymes on the scene
My rap sound better with crime on the
down comacaze a rap
Gotta have a weed sack with my pack
It's that
Shit can heel row melo
Stir it up till the rocks up and turn
fiber it's the god of khan
Wishes of my passes on
Knockin' on the high off bomb
And you can see my life if you my palm
It's that

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

Check this out dont
I hold you a slow grove
In my mind and my soul ima brake
Here the new
It's something like the cioty
Comin' down on your town like black
Blunts in cuts an' rapped up in the
Rymes are riped and tips when they hittin' ya
Man really aint a friend of ya
So it no popin' my mind when they gettin' ya
Turn like a top colp it gets
a record lable die if they hold the check
Cuz its right here
The is for cash
You get it, then you split it then you hit it an'
You talk a squrl
I hope you a sqwilla
You lookin at a newer fool rap drug
Take
Buckle up a plane ride
Why oh why do i high
Shootin at the sky that's over my
Hoppin the bulets all wake the dead
Lottanufdad the shake bed
But tuwa danuf dad gonna the feds
i fly like a bat outta' hell
That's for
like a prisoner sittin in jail
When it comes to these betta' get the scale
Or act like your blind fucker it in bral
Nigga crime
No crime on the
All in your eyes it's a of the times
Heaily it's the god of khan
Witness of my passes on
Standin at the gates high off bomb
And you can see my if you read my palm

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