Luyện nghe bài hát Crane Style

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

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

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