Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Crow

I hit niggas with the punishment
Enemy schemes top like the government
So check my rep from Don King my
A word from the wise don't trust bitch
I watch these muthafuckas melt a grilled cheese samwich
on the go then smoke then vanish
So niggas with 'nopoly cause this is how I play
Lockin niggas like they in pelican fuckin bay
Solitary, 1995 February
And you won't see the sun until January
Nickatina, I'm like a pisces but a
You crossed yo eyes and I you out cause you said I dealt with Tina
the pit, doberman rots and shit
Laid like a perm on a bad ass
Big lips, smooth
I'm like a hawk
These katipillas post on a night watch
It's goin down, 8 pounds of dank skunk
This crooked crow said I'm a nigga that he trust
Man I don't care what you you fuckin super sucka
Man I don't what you think you fuckin dirty clucka
Man I don't what you think you fuckin tommy tucka
Man I care what you think you cuttin muthafucka
You's a crow!

on temporary drama
Fuck these muthafuckas but I'm a when I'm wit my momma
So wrap yo around yo body like a straight jacket
Bow down and let me rid you of those same old
Cause this chewy got me high until tha day
Muthafucka I'm lookin through you an x-ray
Partna, nigga has death [never seen] face
Well I don't think you wanna take my to my waist
yowda hoe get up off that powda!
Lemon muthafucka I can see you sour
Lime 9 cents short of a dime
Niggas is that's why niggas do crime
Battle! Nigga like Dallas and the
Wheres yo woman? Muthafucka find her
It's chillin, hatred in the mind Dillon
My stare will have you bouncing of the ceiling yeeah

You's a crow!
If you know
You's a crow!

[???] in the ghetto too
Uh, I you knew
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To the fullest im the muthfuckin purest
Nigga fuck around and get robbed a tourist
At the wrong
At the wrong
In the car
At the sign
Katapilla! You can' wit me!
I'm that every nigga wanna be!
SHAFT, getting square off in that ass
Dank 'n a freak don't fuck wit hash
Reputation, smoke & rap's my occupation
Between that time obligations the nation
Suffocation can't breathe from that to the neck
like a report card nigga all Fs
So um, in uh, Fillmoe
money is God and muthafuckas gettin low
So I'm at you like a hungry fox on a
Don't try to my temper cause I got a indo habit
And it's poppin, baby, imma let you
Mother fuck you goddamn ass hoe
crow

Gimme a down
Lo Lo?
Mike
Kim
Tram
It's ya boy Dre check it out

My DT gets wrecked (Killa!)
My DT crew wrecked (Go and get em!)
My DT gets wrecked (Killa!)
My DT crew wrecked (Go and get em!)
My DT crew wrecked (Killa!)
My DT crew wrecked (Go and get em!)
My DT crew gets (Killa!)
My DT crew gets (Go and get em)
My DT gets wrecked!