Luyện nghe bài hát Crossfire

SMAS You know:
You gotta a right to be talking outside of your mouth
You ain't tight and shouldn't utter a
Your arts absurd
I'm precise and you compare to me and shine dead right
Get ready to be turned you into food for
And behind upset crying senior citizens
Crying on the again
Charlemagne
The boss still souled drink with a steady hand
It's all
No for membership
Premium businessmen believe me blacksmith
Talk smack and I'll castrate you with a axe
up your membrane
Then kick a rap

[Talib
You lost voice and
Come with battleaxe
That ain't rap
You're back with your saddle axe
SAS
Bodies in a bag
about the punk rock shit like Black Flag
Operation Ivy the poison in the ink well
Punchline screw your face up like a steak
so funky
Got your nose like blow junkie
Blacksmith people never go
Rappers so crummy
I get the sisters and the snow buyin' up the tickets
Give us your
Oh for money
the gentlemen
Charm rapping rotten pieces like an on Eminem
Star steady its a classic
up backward and then
Ash it before you it
You how to hash get
On the side the greener grass is
up on the shape glasses
Niggas get
Handing out
And caskets gotta bread like the basket
Bastards!
Rappers outlast the masters
it up and spin up the waxes
Put the needle on the

Roll another blunt for these
Cuz imma put fear in the
ya
Agony!
Niggas gotta pay for the
Especially when I it up with the cocaine

[Young
Battleaxe
We stack Betty on
So much coke on my remind of Aspen
2 white bitches alkaseltzer and aspirin
Rolls outlastin'
KC niggas slash and mister murder every
Not a rap
like rapublican
Rap rap como
keep comin in
Only I had my back was who had love for em
You ain't no for em
You ain't no for em
I'm running up and em
Poppin' em and em
gets em mad
I'm younger Donald Trumpin' em
Getting em
In a sense and not really stoppin' em
from LA
We take game really
Do a show and some hoes and take em to tele
Young Tre nice I'm the youngest in
violate our squad you meeting the law

Check my
like a Wu-Tang sword
I run the blade against your throat you was Harrison Ford
You got'em, worldwide
I've been to on tour
From the Eifel tower my rifle power you contort
This is a contact
No or referees
Im hotter than death valley bolders and bleach
My posse cut up I chop it up like I was a butcher and
ain't my boombox
Beats a priest