Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Connection

Stupid...can't fuck this (I know)
your whole team kid. Yea dunn

[Verse 1-

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

2- Prodigy]

Yo, I shots to any man who come to close
Niggas get like a letter, and shipped across coast
Who goes, to go my militant crime militia
these street niggas sending missiles to hit ya
Up the ground up son, you get the picture
If not write it down, a picture
Botanical shit, keep me lifted, somethin retarded
up my high, beefin don't get me started
Too late, Iam already on ya ass, beat the fuck out
With you, and anybody that me,
back we attack like pits locked in basements
Hungry for blood, this, craziest
Type a ya ever seen in your life
Nigga to death, standin up, holdin his life
Applying pressure to his wound, to stop the blood loss
Found in a pool 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 and personal in front of ya eyes
See me in down-low, ready for action, crept slow
Moved on ya and crash ya stock, put a hold on your assets
And dug pop, You National Geographic niggas is known for flippin
This animal wildlife surround me I in, and flow through the jungle
At night on Expedition, I got a 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'
about 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 with madd G's
Parle in a condo a warm breeze and palm trees
My projects is like a Vietnam scene
And my be reppin, settin with shit that'll rip through vests
Flexin' Diamantes, when it's on regulate shit the calm way
Yo Iam smooth a drop top benz with fat rims
I made moves, in war and black tims
And layed low, cause I was to stay paid yo
Pumpin minerals to called Yae-yo
The blocks, full of unseen riches and snitches
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 hollow-heads outlined your
My fear 25 years and death.

Ill minds connection, connection
bring beef in my direction, kid
Cormega and Mobb supply your section
With the realness, don't try to test it

Like this, ill minds connection, connection
Never bring beef in my direction,
Cormega and Mobb supply your section
With the infamous realness, try to test it