Luyện nghe bài hát Looking To The Sky

I'm looking to the sky, looking to the sky (I'm looking to the sky)

Dogg}
CBK sliding with th gangsta lead. I'm for the mic so call me Rap friend.
I'm clean like a new coupe, sitting on so either drop bomb Rap on.
So your punk ass back home. 'cause shady Rap's like a raggady car.
It ain't up to par you ride too far. Now R.E.D is droppin real as can be.
And I'm only God & my block family.

{Mr.P}
I'm coming off in the 9' series. So sucka's hear me the layed back track's.
One time so can fear me C.B.K. On the tone of another level I'm digging.
Deep in the dirt so I bring my shavel. I'm setting then up as I kick my stuff.
Buffed up lyric's on the top of the charts. make me bust not enough funky stuff. In the cut I want my piece, make them slide to the east. As the pain decease.

My pain is steady running through my brain, while the evils of this world keep callin out my name. Now I'm on my knees, as a tear drops my eye. For the homie's who ain't livin, as I look to the sky.

{Red
I'm C-Blockin chin checkin. Fake nucka wreckin cus on top.
So picture me in that direction, rollin. G's now my pockets, swollen.
If the sun you creepin, on my back door, I'm holdin.
I'm handlin my did my time now I'm in this Rap game, like a burnin flame.
Won't stop til I win this, you can me lucky. Dem bitches tried to buck me.
life on a wire, till the power struck me.

{Mr.P}
Break it down, now as I funk shot up. Mr.P strivin hard to make you shake your rump. Bust the mode, we down low, we give control.
The Hip Hop the Hop Hip's the Hit's & the soul, Yo! So out the flavor.
That I release, check the heat. From the beats that come of the street.
Now you know that we come from a distance. Now we & now we coped.
And now we twisted.