Luyện nghe bài hát The Crawl

Where we were, thing, betcha crawl, all alone

Who am I?
Rec League, I payin' to ball
Y'all B-string like a broke
And I still put it down the family dog
Yeah, I murder some, I one
Explain it all,
We gotta sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same gloves on
what you saying to it?
Old look new money go do it
Make 'em turn around in their like a U-ey
And I'm looking back if I'm looking at her booty
(At her Booty)
the rationale?
They wanna smoke a niggas when Black & Mild
So we out
Ok

we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone

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

Put a plus eighteen on e-vite
And I said what I felt, no
Nah nah, they hold me
June/July, something
I dare you, I'm Marc Summers
I winters, I burn autumns
Gut niggas, so Kurt
Varner, got a crush on her
I gotta wait in line for
Ain't got time for that
nobody gotta rhyme with that
Too true like 2
Blood like he both gangs

Where we were, kinda thing, crawl, all alone