Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Letter I

Ooh! We have
Yeah, you how to flow again
(Show you how to again)
It's the rap rule yo, yo

Street, Meth, we like AC and OJ
(That crazy!)
I runs up on you in broad days, I'm a loose
I carrys the heaterz,
Small timers, get for dead in the hallways
That ill breed, move in warp speed, follow my
(Me and my Co-Ds to OD)
Let me
I'm that OG, you're not in my
(You my steez)
I put the smackdown, on you killer MCs

I for all my niggaz
(I for all my niggaz)
That's why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see
land, crooked letter is I, we back man
Harder than a dick on viagra a lap dance
Hittin' a back hand
(I slap kids)
As if we in a game of Spades, and y'all
John Blaze, not the clothing, 'cuz some of that is
(Son, I'm knowin')
Cut they mad young

In the crooked I, it's do or die
Shit, every man fights to stay
In the crooked I, you should not try
Meth Tical, Streetlife, Bee, why?

In the crooked I, it's do or die
Shit, every man fights to alive
In the crooked letter I, you not try
Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why?

Stingy with my doe, even stingier dojia'
(Told y'all)
You'll never go broke, long as I
Maintain your composure, or over
For stank bitches, who get it twisted like
Holla for a dollar, yea, and ain't gotta go home
(But y'all gotta get the fuck here)
Who stay like Jennifer, won't see me a lot
But you see Vivica, tell her she a fox

We rollin', big truck, on chrome
(Twistin' a bone)
to a bird on the bat phone
Zonin', out the area,
The closest you could come to my maybe is clonin'
The
(I'm you now!)
Niggaz is
Run up, watch me put one up in colon
Chizzle town, thugs in the club, chicks posin'
Lambchop niggaz is sheep in wolf

In the letter I, it's do or die
Shit, man fights to stay alive
In the crooked I, you should not try
Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why?

In the letter I, it's do or die
Shit, every man to stay alive
In the crooked letter I, you not try
Meth Tical, Streetlife, Bee, why?

Beware, danger, shoot off flares
all your dogs
(Tell 'em we here)
The
(We don't our guns in the air)
Never that, y'all come out 'til the coast is clear
(Who you to fear?)
Street, I no one
You all thumbs, I probably murder you with gun
I start lettin' off
(Niggaz is off)
You straight broth, we holes in your terrycloth

I O 3, long time no see
Who mind seas, and 'cause blind to see
Some think industry is just all rhyme and G
Then he it to the door, and he can't find the key
Don't know what it be, to make follow my lead
Or make this pretty thing on her swallow my seed
If rap rap no more, what would it be?
I don't know, I'd be zonin' sometime, must be the
That's

In the crooked letter I, do or die
Shit, every man fights to alive
In the crooked letter I, you not try
Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why?

Homicide housing, loose
fisk, DC, rest in peace
To the million kid Y
SI, NY,
Sick eyes, 7
Big nut, up?

Big up to denaun, good lookin' on the track,
Matter fact, I'm a Staten island the tri-borough, now on
'Cuz we'll try any thing
Homicide
y'all