Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

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

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i think you better get it
Cuz shit go bump in the
Came up out tha
Now all butta'
And with my blade i cut like no
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka the matadoor
Pep my new reew on the marbol floor
Roll around a copo, eatin' on chicken
I shootin' my eyes close
Hope i missin'
Firin' up weed the early mornin'
It's a lil bit since my girl is gone
Got my so called
Yea im
And you cop sucka fuckas gotta deal that
Cuz im loose like gun hittin' in tha' canon
Fly by me dont about landin'
about crashin'
Cuz im about to
And not i break these laws
Muthafucka the devils heart beating in your ear
Hear the contract sold my career
And im chillin' hear muthafucka in the form
Reew my hair back so i can hide my horns
Na
I've the rymes on the scene
My rap sound better with on the scene
down comacaze a rap
Gotta have a weed with my party pack
like that
Shit can heel like row
Stir it up till the rocks up and yellow
Heavily it's the god of khan
Wishes of my verdigo on
Knockin' on the high off bomb
And you can see my life if you my palm
like that

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

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

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