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 Guns of Navarrone, I shall shoot dem like Al Capone
Take dem to the zones of bones, like dat,

Yo dunn, they to knock me down, bury me under
Big soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my
I had to put a man in his place week

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

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

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

But who the when you can't walk your hood at night
And you can't come outside fear
Am I in your thoughts often? While you be

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

M O B B dunn, let's get it on
Wit Bounty Killer, yo, it's this 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 round like
Q U double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my death
Whether in shit I been in, runnin' down the

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

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

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

Flee the frontline, dismantle gat bounce
watch the twelve o'clock news and hear them shout you out
Plug leak, slip rug right from under your
You runnin' the streets, you don't want no wit us
Everyday is Fourth of July to us

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

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