Luyện nghe bài hát My Crew

My
My
My
My
Yo, yo, now now, now now

When I wake up before I up my pens
I shine up my fronts, I give a Dutch for all my
Throw on some Gaye
I smoke my and clean my kitchen dishes
Tec to the sky see how mom's is bitchin'

I'm buffin', got my cheese my pen and paper
It's time for me here to my caper
I it down the line and now a ring is on my phone
my nigga Spigg Nice, he tellin' me he in the zone

Yo, I got the liquor the grain fool make a tape
I'm caught up in my own can't really escape
I ran it down the line as Mo, he played the song
He checked my five, he to me "Yo later on"

an hour passes
About my loosey deuce deuce and my tinted
I got the bike that I copped my younger cousin
'Cause cat is up in class like a nickel and he wasn't

I'm concentratin' on moves that I'ma soon be makin'
And I break then I'ma show my peeps that I'm not fakin'
See my man Pop or Die the block
wearin' [Incomprehensible] reverse
As we handle barred it to the

See certain happen
When you caught up in the in the game of rappin'
You see scrappin' now leads to
We to have each other's back
the fuck happened? Stupid
Yo it

Anyway Mary Easter record
to the back now let me get a four
Exit from the spot everybody know hot
You get on and soon as you see 'em
The thieves turn the

on them right now when niggas chillin'
If you sported it you know how I'm feelin'
open my St. Ides took a squig
As Mama whispered

You got it time
He represents my
You represent my
We represent my
Represent Crew

He represents my
You represent my
We my Crew
Yo represent yours

one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant
We LB families niggas don't us
Lyrical diagnosin' niggas with cancer

You got a problem, I got the
Twin Glocks goin'
innocent bystanders son
The sum is a mathematical function
I used to get for keepin' the class jumpin'

Had the blackboard with the in my hand
Mr. Cheeks snatched the thieves off the plan
Watched the crowd get while they scream and chant
It's ill hot, they can't keep still like a drill

We desire mils 97 until
high caliber steel on this battlefield, son

Long Isle's my
Campstead is my
Parkside is my
Lost is my Crew

Group is my Crew
Everyone is my
my Crew
It's worldwide my

Strictly out for the fortune and
I entertain for my gain
Rock the gold
Big enough to cause neck

Canibus is my
I be the one to set it
You could my name
In the Lost album credits

If you open up and at the cover
see Cop killin' Queens in this mothafucker
And we all represent the Group click
L O S T B O Y Z for the 96

And as the ticks record sales climb
I remember when them niggas first got
Fuckin' with bustin' they ass e'ryday
From Lifestyles to Jeeps to

Now they mad airplay all over New York
Top ten on ya report
Yo, who woulda thought four
Nappy headed niggas woulda got a in Billboard

For hard produces results
And I'ma keep till the day
Somebody my pulse
So yo tally up it's the Lost Boyz
Mr. Cheeks, Taliek, Spigg and Pretty Lou
My

East my Crew
West my Crew
The World my Crew
Group my Crew

Lost Boyz my
Lost my Crew
Lost my Crew
L O S T B O Y Z my

Yo for the 97, Africa,
Alaska,
I smoke trees my
Yo, 'cause I with my