Luyện nghe bài hát Crash Your Crew

Eh yo...
Turn my up son too
Yo

You know exactly what i'm about,

[Ol' Bastard]
I'm gonna your crew (x8)

Left drink wine, from the purist
An' out the mutherfucking mind
shine, light blind, cut the mic line
Catch juice from the fo?
15 twenty inch blow the manhole
Made the street crack, feedback
?Allah masters the beat
The crowd look, the stage shook
made errors
Craftsmen had his severed
Pyroclastic flow, heavy tonnes of snow
this rhymin' video
Verbal assassin,
Exploit your break through
Echo ate that rap up ferociously
Game controlled, the input channel
I set it relatively high for those on a
CD with the durable, long-life
Very to no other
I seen a million tryin' to set a
Thousands that
Observe with the of watching a flower grow
But one individual forgot the ?fri show?
Now his is not for digress
A note, thanks for being flank
While journalist's runnin' in front of tanks
Blew out first class, back close cash
class, surfaces with no math
Military campaign, while shots cause of the brain
Beat Crazy Eddie
*cra-cra-cra-cra-cra-cra...*
with pain -- niggaz reign

I'm gonna your crew (x16)

I'm gonna crash crew

I'm gonna crash crew

"You never use those shoes, you cant have platinum authority inject me,bitch I inject you, with the shit that made you say, yo doggchew-chew-chew...."

I'm gonna crash your