Luyện nghe bài hát February 12 (part 1)

[Intro: Crooked]

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

KXNG Crooked]
Ha cha cha cha cha, that's my long
Keep it on the low, a secret under my
But I don't no problems, no no, no no
I got my mind on my dough, and maybe a couple
Aye

[Verse: Crooked]
A cha cha cha cha
Long 44, ha ha ha ha ha
bull Taurus placing paid in full forward
While I'm rocking my chain like la da da da da
This that 12th flow, it's good for your health though
I don't see my haters, them must be in stealth mode
Statik on the eastside, Crooked on the
You it's the best vibe, it's time to let the shell snow
Selektah the speakers crack, homie, we on the sneak attack
I need a track like this to inspire me to bring the back
Necrophiliac, fuck your dead
This rap, when I sketch, you hear pictures I bet your ears won't forget for years
Competition man, don't make me
I just slay 'em like Gabrielle slays Stacey Dash crazy ass
I never hate on rappers cash
But even though advance is hefty, they be trash (garbage)
This for my niggas who that Jane Fonda
You run off on the plug, we come creep in that Honda
'Cause this avenger shoots well lke Iguodala
Mixed with nigga T'Challa from Wakanda
I promise I'ma bang llamas, outline you in white
Boy, it's like the Hollywood of Fame
I can leave you on that sidewalk
Yeah, everybody's gon' your name
Leave me alone, a just want his own now
I on IG like fuck putting a song out
PS, if GPS
Got you travelling me with your BS
Nigga you went the wrong route, that's you gassed up and got to stop
Thinking I walk 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 like Cobblepot
Ha cha cha cha cha, you ain't fucking with the
Told you I quick as a python
When the mic's on, I make the fade to black
Like Blatt had to do in lieu of Tyronn
My god