Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Connection

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

[Verse 1-

Yo, I love my niggas for
We strike back, business
Test the realist, focused
And keep the, enemy us
Niggas is careless, up
up teams, crossin over
And gettin for they cream
Frontin like skills, it superb
Got the nerve, to get the
Fuck out, then kicked to the
Thats for you and your click
You roll thick, more the better, so
A dick you gettin whipped, shitted on
Scuffed off a Mobb Deep song, take your off
You had it on a bit too long, tuck chain in
Your gettin yaked, for you 14 karat slum cubic zirconian
Ass having, talking 'bout it, 'bout it
You ain't been it, so don't start
Matter fact, keep it
When it's on, like cancer cells
advanced sales, leave a snitch dead
Son he can't tell, like a Viking, we
Reconstructing maps, QB flags
Son we to visualize picture, analyze
Situate another occupation, in cardiac
State of mind, you must be out your mind
Put you out of misery, your lifetime, expectancy
Didn't even reach 23, first class shot, special
No doubt you wanna lay it for at you, at your own
out the ass, at your own risk, it wont give one fuck
Two mysterious Chevy trucks filled with cats, crossin ya path
bad luck, Everyone has a destiny, so we destine
To make the best outta life, crime

[Verse 2-

Yo, I shots to any man who come to close
get fold like a letter, and shipped across coast
Who goes, to go my militant crime militia
Like these street niggas sending 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, beefin don't get me
Too late, Iam on ya ass, beat the fuck out anybody
you, and anybody that grab me,
Move back we attack like pits locked in
for blood, deranged this, craziest
Type a ya ever seen in your life
Nigga bled to death, standin up, his life
Applying to his wound, tryin to stop the blood loss
layin in a pool of the shit, his own fault
It's P the from NYC, you get extremely, cut the fuck up
By to can't recognize, do I have to prove all the time
And get up close and 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 your pop, You National Geographic is known for flippin
animal wildlife surround me I live in, and flow through the jungle
At night on Expedition, I got a jones for that shit,
Survivors of block wars and crime niggas, know what I
In a Tahoe, throw it in forlo, and blow the scene dancin'
Doin about a 100 all the way to

3- Cormega]

It seems, like gettin ahead, lead being dead or in the
I kept a glock in my shoe box my bed
And had dreams to bag Ki's and fill duffel with madd G's
in a condo 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 benz fat rims
I moves, in war gear and black tims
And low, cause I was tryin to stay paid yo
Pumpin to criminals called Yae-yo
The drug blocks, full of unseen riches and
Guns blast and cops pictures,
Son askin, can he get a
And took a loss the new task force snatched him
9's and Tec's, my hollow-heads outlined vests
My only fear 25 and death.

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

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