Luyện nghe bài hát I. The Crawl

Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all

Who am I?
Rec League, I ain't to ball
Y'all like a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the dog
Yeah, I murder some, I one
it all, Ferguson
We ain't gotta the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same gloves on
Yeah you saying to it?
Old look new money go do it
Make 'em turn around in lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her
(At her Booty)
the rationale?
They smoke a niggas when they Black & Mild
So we out
Ok

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone

Blue by the bouquet 'til I'm blue faced on a Tuesday
(Can I some?)

Put a plus on that e-vite
And I what I felt, no re-write
Nah nah, they hold me
June/July, something
I double dare you, I'm Summers
I scorch winters, I burn
Gut niggas, so Vonne
Elle Varner, got a on her
I gotta in line for that
Ain't nobody got for that
nobody gotta rhyme with that
Too true like 2
Blood like he both gangs

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone