Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Connection

Stupid...can't with this (I know)
Bring your whole team kid. Yea

[Verse 1-

Yo, I my niggas for that
We back, handle business
Test the realist, focused
And keep the, enemy us
Niggas is careless, up
Switchin up teams, over
And stuck for they cream
like they skills, it superb
Got the nerve, to get the
Fuck out, kicked to the curb
for you and your whole click
You roll thick, the better, so like
A bitch you gettin whipped, shitted on
Scuffed off a Deep song, take your thug off
You had it on a bit too long, your chain in
Your yaked, for you 14 karat slum gold cubic zirconian
Ass having, talking 'bout it, 'bout it
You ain't doin it, so don't start
fact, keep it moving
When it's on, accumulate like cells
With advanced sales, a snitch dead
Son he can't tell, a Viking, we strikin
Reconstructing maps, plantin QB
Son we want to visualize picture,
Situate another occupation, in arrest
of mind, you must be out your motherfucking mind
Put you out of misery, short your lifetime,
Didn't even reach 23, first class shot, special
No you wanna lay it for at you, at your own crib
Talk out the ass, at own risk, it wont give one fuck
Two mysterious Chevy trucks filled with cats, crossin ya path
Thats bad luck, has a destiny, so we destine
To make the outta life, crime connection

[Verse 2-

Yo, I send shots to any man who to close
Niggas get fold like a letter, and shipped coast
Who goes, to go against my crime militia
Like these street sending missiles to hit ya
Up the ground up son, you get the picture
If not it down, take a picture
Botanical shit, keep me lifted, somethin retarded
Fuckin up my high, don't get me started
Too late, Iam already on ya ass, beat the out anybody
With you, and anybody that me,
Move back we attack like pits in basements
for blood, deranged this, craziest
Type a shit ya ever in your life
Nigga bled to death, up, holdin his life
Applying to his wound, tryin to stop the blood loss
Found layin in a of the shit, his own fault
P the exulted from NYC, you get extremely, cut the fuck up
By scarlee to recognize, do I have to prove all the time
And get up close and personal in of ya eyes
See me in down-low, ready for action, crept slow
Moved on ya enterprise and crash ya stock, put a hold on your
And dug your pop, You National Geographic is known for flippin
This animal wildlife surround me I live in, and flow through the
At on Expedition, I got a jones for that life shit,
Survivors of block wars and crime niggas, know I talk
In a black Tahoe, it in forlo, and blow the scene dancin'
Doin a 100 all the way to Queens

[Verse 3-

It seems, like gettin ahead, being dead or in the feds
I a glock in my shoe box under my bed
And had dreams to bag Ki's and fill duffel bags with G's
Parle in a with a warm breeze and palm trees
My is like a fuckin Vietnam scene
And my team be reppin, settin with shit that'll rip vests
Flexin' Diamantes, when it's on I'll shit the calm way
Yo Iam smooth like a drop top with fat rims
I made moves, in war gear and black
And low, cause I was tryin to stay paid yo
minerals to criminals called Yae-yo
The drug blocks, full of unseen riches and
Guns and cops flashin pictures,
Son askin, can he get a
And took a loss when the new task snatched him
9's and Tec's, my outlined your vests
My only 25 years and death.

Ill connection, crime connection
Never beef in my direction, kid
Cormega and Deep supply your section
the infamous realness, don't try to test it

Like this, ill minds connection, connection
Never beef in my direction, word
Cormega and Deep supply your section
With the realness, don't try to test it