Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

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

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i you better get it right
Cuz shit go in the night
Came up out tha
Now all butta'
And my blade i cut like no other
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka the matadoor
Pep my new reew shoes on the marbol
Roll around like a copo, on chicken
I shootin' my eyes close
i ain't missin'
Firin' up weed the early mornin'
It's a lil bit lonley since my girl is
Got my so called
Yea im
And you cop sucka fuckas deal with that
Cuz im like gun powda' hittin' in tha' canon
Fly by me dont think about
Think about
Cuz im to fall
And not i break these laws
it's the devils heart beating in your ear
Hear goes the sold my career
And im chillin' hear muthafucka in the physical
Reew my hair back just so i can my horns
Na
I've seen the on the scene
My rap better with crime on the scene
Fillmo comacaze a rap
Gotta have a weed sack with my party
It's that
Shit can heel like row
Stir it up till the rocks up and yellow
Heavily fiber the god of khan
Wishes of my verdigo on
on the ferbigates high off bomb
And you can see my life if you read my
It's like

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

Check out dont move
I hold you like a grove
In my mind and my soul ima brake
the new crew
It's something like the cioty
Comin' down on your town like black
in cuts an' rapped up in the indeca
Rymes are riped and tips when they hittin' ya
Man they aint a friend of ya
So it ain't no popin' my mind when they ya
Turn like a top colp it gets
Tell a record die if they hold the check
Cuz its right 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 fool rap dealla
fliet
Buckle up like a ride
Why oh why do i high
Shootin at the sky that's over my
Hoppin that the bulets all wake the
the shake they bed
But danuf dad gonna crack the feds
Because i fly a bat outta' hell
for real
Fake like a sittin in jail
When it comes to these rymes get the scale
Or act like your blind fucker it in bral
Nigga crime
No on the ride
All in your it's a sign of the times
Heaily fiber the god of khan
of my verdigo passes on
Standin at the perly gates off bomb
And you can see my if you read my palm

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