Luyện nghe bài hát Crumblin' Erb

Yes, let me dig into your brain, falling like rain
Property got me selling things, guess I'm explain
is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up
But still Andre got action, they Sweat Keith, all on my teeth
I take it myself to handle mine, thinking that you
Got's ample to do have you shot I thought you knew this
I'm crumblin', no time for selling my sacks watching my back
Wetting em up splish, leaving em in a splash
Of blood, the clock is niggas from my block is missing
I'm putting it down like it be hot before we all get
Got, only so much time in bastard
be claiming broke but I be saying they pro-cras-ti-natin'
Settling for less, bet' be
they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your chest and
You'se gone, up here for good
Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me you understood
Yeah, up

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

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

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

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

We, is gonna smoke out, until we out
Like some merry men, I be burying
around my shop with that see nigga you gets nothing
Just like DJ do the cutting I be your posse ducking nothing but
King Shit, I am asking, can you hand
player with the pepper throwing salt off in your game
Sprinkle motherfucker don't be crying on me
That stuff the sess be in my chest I'm chilling in peace, yeah

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