Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Crow

I hit these with the punishment
schemes top secret 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 like a cheese samwich
Chewy on the go smoke then vanish
So niggas fuck with 'nopoly this is how I play
Lockin niggas down like they in fuckin bay
Solitary, 1995 February
And you won't see the sun until January
Nickatina, I'm a pisces but a submarine-a
You crossed yo eyes and I knocked you out cause you said I dealt with
It's the pit, rots and shit
Laid like a on a bad ass bitch
Big lips, smooth
I'm a chicken hawk
These katipillas better on a night watch
It's goin down, 8 pounds of dank skunk
This crooked crow said I'm a nigga he couldn't trust
Man I care what you think you fuckin super sucka
Man I don't care what you think you dirty clucka
Man I don't care what you think you tommy tucka
Man I don't care you think you cuttin muthafucka
a crooked crow!

Mind on drama
Fuck these muthafuckas but I'm a when I'm wit my momma
So yo arms around yo body like a straight jacket
Bow and let me rid you of those same old tactics
this chewy got me high until tha next day
Muthafucka I'm lookin you like an x-ray
Partna, nigga has [never seen] your face
Well I think you wanna take my strap to my waist
Like yowda hoe get up off powda!
Lemon I can see that you sour
Lime your 9 short of a dime
Niggas is that's why niggas do crime
Battle! like Dallas and the 9ers
Wheres yo woman? Muthafucka betta her
It's chillin, hatred in the mind Matt
My Vietnam stare will you bouncing of the ceiling yeeah

a crooked crow!
If you didn't
a crooked crow!

[???] survivin' in the too
Uh, I you knew
Check out

To the fullest im the muthfuckin purest
Nigga fuck and get robbed like a tourist
At the place
At the time
In the car
At the wrong
Katapilla! You can' wit me!
I'm that nigga every nigga be!
SHAFT, getting square off in that ass
Dank 'n a sexy freak don't fuck wit
Reputation, smoke dope & my occupation
Between that time obligations the nation
can't breathe from that blow to the neck
Reactions a report card nigga all Fs
So um, tiptoe in uh,
Where money is God and muthafuckas low
So I'm at you a hungry fox on a jackrabbit
Don't try to test my temper cause I got a habit
And it's poppin, baby, imma let you
Mother you bitch goddamn ass hoe
Crooked

Gimme a break
Lo Lo?
Mike
Kim
Tram
It's ya boy Dre Dogg it out

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