Luyện nghe bài hát I. The Crawl

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone

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

Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all

dream 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 can't me
June/July, drop
I double you, I'm Marc Summers
I scorch winters, I autumns
Gut niggas, so Vonne
Varner, got a crush on her
I wait in line for that
Ain't nobody got time for
Ain't gotta rhyme with that
Too true like 2
Blue Blood like he both

we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone