Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

The rang, it was a guy that i knew
And he said, that guilt
fuckin' account
He says done

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i think you get it right
Cuz shit go bump in the
Came up out tha
Now all butta'
And with my i cut like no other
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka it's the
Pep my new shoes on the marbol floor
Roll like a copo, eatin' on chicken
I shootin' with my close
Hope i ain't
Firin' up weed till the early
It's a lil bit lonley since my girl is
Got my so enemies
Yea im
And you cop sucka gotta deal with that
Cuz im loose like gun hittin' in tha' canon
Fly by me dont think about
Think crashin'
Cuz im to fall
And not before i break laws
Muthafucka the devils heart beating in your ear
Hear goes the sold my career
And im chillin' hear in the physical form
Reew my hair back just so i can hide my
Na
I've seen the rymes on the
My rap sound with crime on the scene
down comacaze a rap
Gotta have a weed sack with my party
It's like
Shit can like row melo
Stir it up till the up and turn yellow
Heavily fiber the god of khan
Wishes of my verdigo on
Knockin' on the ferbigates off bomb
And you can see my life if you my palm
It's like

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

Check this out dont
I hold you a slow grove
In my mind and my ima brake rules
the new crew
It's something like the cioty
Comin' down on town like black rain
in cuts an' rapped up in the indeca
Rymes are riped and hollow when they hittin' ya
Man they really a friend of ya
So it no popin' my mind when they gettin' ya
Turn like a top spittin' colp it
Tell a record lable die if they hold the
Cuz its here homie
The fead is for
You get it, then you it then you hit it an' mash
You like a squrl
I hope you aint a
You lookin at a newer fool rap drug
fliet
Buckle up like a plane
Why oh why do i high
Shootin at the sky that's over my
that the bulets all wake the dead
Lottanufdad the they bed
But tuwa danuf dad gonna the feds
Because i fly like a bat outta'
for real
Fake like a sittin in jail
When it to these rymes betta' get the scale
Or act your blind fucker read it in bral
Nigga fail
No on the ride
All in your eyes it's a of the times
Heaily fiber it's the god of
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)