Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy

Yeah, SC up?
Vic

1]
Oh, so you mad
I swear niggas is funny style, I'ma wipe 'em out
I hearing money now unless it's a precise amount
Trying to hold my sisters both by the and ice 'em out
'em up, Neiman Marcus price 'em out
Never been that type that you should have to twice about
I spit that Lennox Lewis shit, the flow knock Tyson out
Niggas can't to stop shootin' like you be after the dice come out
But I just keep shining cause the is out
Pitch black, serving out the across the street from where they pitch crack
Where folks throw their up in their wrist back
Militant music, that black rap
Kill 'em on the low I'm like anthrax in wrap, breathe
Nigga pick a fucking I got cards up my sleeve
I know they me cause my age if kinda hard to believe
But get in
If niggas ain't with it yet I bet gon' be with it soon
And I just turned 17 June, bitch

2]
I gotta do what I
I'm cold feel the ice in my veins
I stay in the summer, but got the hottest shit on
And spit flow to body any fucking track I get on
I need that whip with seats for me to sit on
Tell 'em [?] in a
is such a burden
Caught up on the border I trying to bring a bird in
But you know I gotta get bread
Sippin' Morgan with a pretty bitch up in my bed
I'm running down the of things I'd like to do before I'm dead
Money moving, I'm to keep it popping
[?] like I'm shopping
I'm stacking up on that cheese a pizza topping
Feel death is creepin' on me I hear that reaper knocking
But I ain't going nigga, not a fight
Cause I'ma get shit before I die, put that on my life
I got a couple bad bitches in the [?] white
Sipping Dom on ice
you heard me