Luyện nghe bài hát Crumblin' Erb

Yes, let me dig into brain, folks falling like rain
Property got me selling things, guess I'm gon'
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be up
But still Andre got action, they like Keith, all on my teeth
I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinking you
Got's ample to do this have you shot I thought you this
I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my sacks my back
em up like splish, leaving em in a splash
Of blood, the clock is ticking niggas from my block is
I'm putting it down like it be hot we all get shot
Got, so much time in this bastard
Bitter be broke but I be saying they pro-cras-ti-natin'
for less, bet' be ready
When they up in your nest and, sink one in your chest and
You'se gone, up outta here for
be bobbin back and forth to let me know you understood
Yeah, up

There's only so much time left in crazy world
I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
Niggas killing they don't understand (what's the master plan)
I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb

So me out, see
Once in a while niggas be trying to test me I gets frisky
Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but they missed me huh
I'm nice with them things, because I do like that
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm to that
I run my lyrics the way y'all wanna em
And shoot my dice it's the brick the way that wall done flicks em
Nigga, so ring around the roses diamonds my neck from flexing
But I'm running niggas like a ninety-fo' Lexus, test it
Ten millimeters count em nigga fuck a
See I a millimeter for y'all niggas doing crimes and drive bys
Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora
I the script and turned the page ain't scared of you motherfuckers
Be shots, like them hoes be popping coochies
And I still be bullets like them freaks be spreading cooties
So here niggas, I'm Hunting Red October
I my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over

There's so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
Niggas killing niggas they understand (what's the master plan)
I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb

Wooo! Big Boi
Got a type of nugget, blunt box, empty
That's where the erb be dropping, it's simply time is ticking
But some of that time when I be laying vocals in the
Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking ounces like it nothing
It ain't shit, to take hit so hit it
Of the seteva weed reefer yeah smoke shit
all day any til they label me deceased
So up another one and smoke out and fuck the world peace

We, is gonna out, until we choke out
Like some merry men, cowards I be
Coming around my with that see nigga you gets nothing
Just DJ do the cutting I be having your posse ducking nothing but
King Shit, I am asking, can you hand
That player with the pepper throwing salt off in game
Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker be crying on me
That stuff the be in my chest until I'm chilling in peace, yeah

There's only so much time left in this world
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
Niggas niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb