Luyện nghe bài hát Crumblin' Erb

Yes, let me dig into your brain, folks falling rain
Property got me things, guess I'm gon' explain
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be up
But Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth
I take it upon to handle mine, thinking that you
ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew this
I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling my sacks watching my back
em up like splish, leaving em in a splash
Of blood, the clock is ticking niggas from my is missing
I'm putting it down like it be hot we all get shot
Got, so much time in this bastard
Bitter be claiming 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 here for good
Y'all be bobbin and forth to let me know you understood
Yeah, up

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

So me out, see
Once in a while when niggas be trying to me I gets frisky
Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but shit they me huh
I'm getting nice with them things, I do like that
You me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to that
I run my lyrics the way y'all hear em
And shoot my dice like it's the brick the way that wall flicks em
Nigga, so ring around the diamonds around my neck from flexing
But I'm running niggas over like a Lexus, test it
Ten millimeters count em nigga a nine
See I added a millimeter for niggas doing crimes and drive bys
Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, suckers
I flipped the script and turned the page scared of you motherfuckers
Be bopping shots, them hoes be popping coochies
And I still be spreading like them freaks be spreading cooties
So look here niggas, I'm Hunting Red
I my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over

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

Wooo! Big Boi
Got a of nugget, blunt box, it's empty
where the erb be dropping, it's simply marvelous time is ticking
But some of that time I be laying vocals in the Dungeon
Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking ounces like it nothing
It shit, to take another hit so hit it
Of the canibus seteva reefer yeah smoke shit
It's all day any til label me deceased
So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the peace

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

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