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 B-string a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the dog
Yeah, I murder some, I one
it all, Ferguson
We ain't sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same gloves on
Yeah you saying to it?
Old money look new go do it
Make 'em turn around in lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking if I'm looking at her booty
(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 dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue on a Tuesday
(Can I some?)

Put a plus eighteen on that
And I what I felt, no re-write
Nah nah, can't hold me
June/July, drop
I double dare you, I'm Marc
I scorch winters, I burn
Gut niggas, so Kurt
Varner, got a crush on her
I gotta wait in line for
Ain't nobody got for that
Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with
Too true like 2
Blue Blood like he gangs

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone