Luyện nghe bài hát February 12 (part 1)

[Intro: KXNG

Yo shoutouts to my nigga Wills on Twitter (what up?)
My man ordered multiple copies of Statik and that was a statement, you know
We appreciate that

[Hook: Crooked]
Ha cha cha cha cha, my long nose
it on the low, a secret under my clothes
But I don't no problems, no no, no no
I got my mind on my dough, and maybe a couple
Aye

KXNG Crooked]
A cha cha cha cha
Long 44, ha ha ha ha ha
Raging bull Taurus paid in full forward
I'm rocking my gold chain like la da da da da
This that February 12th flow, good for your health though
I don't see my haters, them niggas must be in stealth
Statik on the eastside, on the Westside
You know the best vibe, it's time to let the shell snow
make the speakers crack, homie, we on the sneak attack
I need a track like this to inspire me to the Weeklies back
Necrophiliac, fuck your dead
This graffiti rap, I sketch, you hear pictures I bet your ears won't forget for years
man, don't make me laugh
I just slay 'em like Gabrielle Union slays Stacey Dash ass
I never hate on rappers making
But even though their advance is hefty, be trash (garbage)
This for my niggas who slaying Jane Fonda
You run off on the plug, we come creep in that Honda
'Cause this avenger well kinda lke Iguodala
Mixed with that nigga T'Challa from
I promise I'ma bang llamas, you in white chalk
Boy, it's like the Hollywood of Fame
I can you famous on that sidewalk
Yeah, everybody's know your name
Leave me alone, a nigga just his own now
I freestyle on IG like fuck putting a out
PS, if GPS
Got you travelling towards me your BS
Nigga you went the wrong route, when you gassed up and got to stop
Thinking that I in your spot and I only brought a Glock
.44 Magnum in public, the is so long
When I tuck it, it got me walking Oswald Cobblepot
Ha cha cha cha cha, you fucking with the icon
Told you I strike quick as a
When the mic's on, I make the competition to black
Like David Blatt had to do in lieu of
My god