Luyện nghe bài hát Crane Style

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

Redskin leather, sex
Pair of fresh Mocs on, lighting Lear on my
Let my arm roll, fresh off the roll, platinum bottles of Cru'
All my niggas do I got 'em for
Extra flashy grind, hit 'em with a rhyme
Lines is nothing, blunt out, him
All we know is jewelry and I that, everybody excited
To see whatever bling on, that
Clever, more a fox and ox together
Two glocks, rocks and a feather
Yeah, I'm from the lead era, at
that move, and move out America
And all we ever want is needed, it
Like a young Filipino in Kuwait getting
horror armor, spike a bitch like her
Half a pound of good weed, float through Gowanus
Brilliant master, sixteenth in the Apple
Flooded up, wackos
Hillians getting hillions, that means millions
All on like Nigerian

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