Luyện nghe bài hát Crash Your Crew

Eh yo...
Turn my up son too
Yo

You exactly what i'm talking about,

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

Left drink wine, from the purist
An' rhyme out the mind
Metal shine, light blind, cut the mic
Catch juice the ?land fo?
15 twenty inch woofers blow the
Made the crack, master feedback
masters the beat back?
The look, while the stage shook
Carpenters errors
Craftsmen had his severed
Pyroclastic flow, heavy like of snow
this rhymin' video
Verbal assassin,
your break through explosively
Echo chamber ate that rap up
Game controlled, optimize the channel
I set it high for those on a panel
CD with the durable, long-life
Very similar to no
I seen a million to set a flow
that show
Observe with the patience of a flower grow
But one individual thing forgot the show?
Now his is not for digress
A special note, thanks for being
While journalist's runnin' in front of tanks
Blew out first class, back close cash
Ruff class, surfaces with no
Military campaign, while shots cause information of the
Beat Eddie insane
*cra-cra-cra-cra-cra-cra...*
Filled with pain -- reign

I'm gonna crash your (x16)

I'm gonna your crew

I'm gonna crash your

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

I'm gonna crash your