Luyện nghe bài hát Ceazar Enrico

THE PHONE RANG, IT WAS A GUY THAT I
AND HE SAID,THEY'RE
EVERY FUCKIN'
HE SAYS DONE

(ANDRE)
TIGER, I YOU BETTER GET IT RIGHT
'cause GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
CAME UP OUT THA
NOW IT'S ALL
AND WITH MY BLADE I CUT NO OTHER
THE RUNNIN' OF THE BULLS, IT'S THE MATADOOR
PEP MY NEW REEW ON THE MARBLE FLOOR
AROUND LIKE A COPO, EATIN' ON CHICKEN
I SHOOTIN' MY EYES CLOSE
HOPE I MISSIN'
FIRIN' UP WEED TILL THE MORNIN'
IT'S A LIL BIT LONLEY MY GIRL IS GONE
GOT MY SO ENEMIES
YEA IM
AND YOU COP SUCKA FUCKAS DEAL WITH THAT
'cause IM LOOSE LIKE GUN POWDA' HITTIN' IN THA'
FLY BY ME DONT THINK LANDIN'
THINK CRASHIN'
'cause IM ABOUT TO
AND NOT BEFORE I BREAK LAWS
MUTHAFUCKA IT'S THE DEVILS HEART IN YOUR EAR
HEAR GOES THE SOLD MY CAREER
AND IM CHILLIN RIGHT HEAR MUTHAFUCKA IN THE FORM
GREW MY HAIR BACK JUST SO I CAN HIDE MY
NA
I'VE SEEN THE ON THE SCENE
MY RAP SOUND BETTER CRIME ON THE SCENE
FILLMO DOWN A RAP
GOTTA HAVE A SACK WITH MY PARTY PACK
IT'S LIKE
SHIT CAN LIKE ROW MELLOW
STIR IT UP TILL THE ROCKS UP AND TURN
HEAVILY ITS THE GOD OF KHAN
WISHES OF MY PASSES ON
KNOCKIN' ON THE PEARLY GATES HIGH OFF
AND YOU CAN SEE MY LIFE IF YOU MY PALM
ITS LIKE

ENRICO BANDELLO....
FRANSICO... AND ANRECO....(A OF TIMES)

CHECK THIS OUT MOVE
I YOU LIKE A SLOW GROVE
IN MY MIND AND MY SOUL IMA BREAK
GETTA NEW
IT'S SOMETHING THE COYOTE GANG
COMIN' DOWN ON YOUR TOWN BLACK RAIN
BLUNTS IN CUTS AN' UP IN THE INDICA
RHYMES ARE RIPPED AND HOLLOW TIPS WHEN THEY YA
MAN THEY AINT A FRIEND OF YA
SO IT AIN'T NO POPPIN' MY WHEN THEY GETTIN' YA
TURN A TOP SPITTIN' COLP IT GETS
TELL A RECORD LABEL DIE IF HOLD THE CHECK
'cause ITS RIGHT HERE
THE FETISH FOR
YOU GET IT, THEN YOU SPLIT IT THEN YOU HIT IT AN'
YOU LIKE A SQUIRREL
I HOPE YOU A SQWILLA
YOU LOOKIN AT A FOOL RAP DRUG DEALLA
TAKE
BUCKLE UP LIKE A PLANE
WHY OH WHY DO I REMAIN
AT THE SKY THATS OVER MY HEAD
HOPING THE BULLETS ALL WAKE THE DEAD
LOUD ENOUGH DAT IT EVEN SHAKE BED
BUT ENOUGH DAT IT DONT ATTRACT THE FEDS
BECAUSE I FLY LIKE A BAT OUTTA'
THATS FOR
THINK LIKE A SITTIN IN JAIL
WHEN IT COMES TO THESE RYMES BETTA' GET THE
OR ACT LIKE YOUR BLIND FUCKING READ IT IN
NIGGA FAIL
NO ON THE RIDE
ALL IN EYES ITS A SIGN OF THE TIMES
FIBER ITS THE GOD OF KHAN
WITNESS AS MY VERDIGO ON
STANDIN AT THE GATES HIGH OFF BOMB
AND YOU CAN SEE MY IF YOU READ MY PALM

CEAZOR BANDELLO....
FRANSICO... AND ANRECO....(A COUPLE TIMES)

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