Luyện nghe bài hát I. The Crawl

Where we were, thing, betcha crawl, all alone

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

we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone

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

Put a plus eighteen on that
And I said what I felt, no
Nah nah, they can't me
June/July, something
I double dare you, I'm Marc
I winters, I burn autumns
Gut niggas, so Vonne
Elle Varner, got a on her
I gotta in line for that
Ain't nobody got for that
Ain't nobody gotta rhyme that
Too true like 2
Blue Blood like he both

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone