Luyện nghe bài hát Crane Style

[Intro:
Come on, man, you a dude, Chef
Talk to niggas, man, stop playing, man
For real, man

Redskin leather, sex
Pair of fresh Mocs on, Lear on my flesh
Let my arm roll, off the honor roll, platinum bottles of Cru'
All my niggas do I got 'em for
Extra grind, hit 'em with a crisp rhyme
Lines is nothing, blunt out, him
All we know is jewelry and I mashed that, everybody
To see whatever bling on, that
Clever, more like a fox and ox
Two glocks, rocks and a feather
Yeah, I'm the lead era, shoot at
Anything move, and move out America
And all we ever is needed, seen it
Like a Filipino in Kuwait getting treated
Heavy horror armor, a bitch like her
Half a of good weed, then float through Gowanus
Brilliant master, chapel in the Apple
up, Warridge wackos
Park Hillians getting hillions, that millions
All on feet Nigerian

Rhymes:]
Shallah, I got 'em
Heat-seeking missile spit, even try to hide, nigga
Sizzle through your skin bars, me cyanide, bitch
Try me if you want, homey, a no-no
I am the hazard, skull & bone, poisonous logo
Unleash the dragon, the scene
I'm spitting, burn a hole the speaker,
And start melting the up
Somebody please call the department
And I'm a believer,
Ya'll that I ain't the one to start with
once the fuse is lit and we strike a match and the spark smell
My fangs and we nam them up like ox tail
Ya'll see what's happening, know what the truth is
Somebody ask Shallah Rae why he making me do this
Cause once I finish dudes, it's unfortunate for yappers
them in the trash, they ain't no recycling bin for rappers
I microphone control, it's the dominant factor
The records been bodied, I personally request the pastor,