Luyện nghe bài hát Crawl

I saw these fools to get around, tryin to let me down
And all dat, ha, but I got an easier way to let dem
Wit these Guns of Navarrone, I shall shoot dem Al Capone
Take dem to the zones of bones, like dat,

Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, me under
Big pipes like thunder
Skated by the skin of my
I had to put a man in his place last

Now why you wanna at me?
I'm the wrong nigga to approach that, homes
nigga for threats
Lone nigga wit chrome

And we can till one of us drop
You score fallin' wit good formation
I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at
The very last you should ever blast your gun

To the floor, like you goin' to war
Now you fucked up, here come a real launcher
Flame thrower, rule wit a rod
That be the Ruger, ya'll niggas keep tryin'

But who the loser when you can't walk your hood at
And you come outside without fear
Am I in your thoughts While you be walkin'?

Foot catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't
Man the minute you slip wit those, your ass

M O B B dunn, let's get it on
Wit Bounty Killer, yo, it's like dunn
cock that shit, pop that shit
Squeeze off, let em how real this is

M O B B, D E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a like this
From Q U double E N S, my borough, till the day of my death
Whether in I been in, runnin' down the block

Sprayin' shots wit the Lindon,
We all been through action, you know the last me
The last man standin, pack shit than bare wake
Neither the Jake nor the gon' stop it

You know the Mobb off rockets
Gun spit like lungies, dummies
Still pop but the shells
ain't words from hell these are slugs, something you feel
A gun runner for real nigga

Yo my gat blow, make you spit out crack the axle
Of brand new Six that you couldn't seem to whip
the clip, make sure no friendly get hit
While you bloodied up in the Six

Flee the frontline, gat then bounce
Then watch the twelve o'clock news and them shout you out
Plug leak, rug right from under your feet
You runnin' the streets, you don't no problems wit us
is like Fourth of July to us

Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll in my clutch
wit the plan and you will get touched
Let the liquor for you and you will get touched
Full fledge, like Ra let 'em know The

While you off edge, your shorty's givin' me head
Cockin' 'em legs like guns when I'm to spray
Poppin' way, sendin' shit that's hot your way