Luyện nghe bài hát Tiger Style Crane

~ 1] ~
Yo, crack the Martin
For niggas pumpin' weed by the
Bring it when you see me it
I think big like Diddy
I fuck a ho a baseball cap on, like Mr. Marcus
Yeah, my feud like Richard Dawson
The said I'm hot in right in your apartment
This Brick City, right New York
Yeah, the streets is watchin' even Mimes wanna
I run up on a DJ, em' on camera
Makin' sure I get my wax on like
my geniune draft, not filla'
I could walk up in a church a start a Pit up
Yeah, I bring the
11th member of the Wu-Tang, my flow Tiger Crane
I'm back nigga, ridin' that Gravy
The rap criminal, my is hard to tame
Bitch complain, no use in barkin'
Cuz we can go neck-to-neck Pam and Martin
And smoke a carton of Newports nigga
On my New Jersey shit, and New nigga

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Check out the flow
I out the mic like Buster Douglas, bitch leave a nigga broke
And know when I clutch the pen it's fuck them hens, I'm puttin' paragraphs in the figure 4
Fuck tryin' to take a pack of protein, cuz when I brawl be strapped like four [?]
Blow rings in the meetin'
If I ain't gettin' half of what I sell you ain't niether
Our leader take no shorts, I know betta'
D-O-C, MVP for Vendetta
I'm always on point, never of slip
My bitch tryin' to kill me like Mrs. Smith
If I carry two cannons, no time to out
I bust through the side of my like Bruce Banner
My do it on camera, and to them
I'm Big on my [?] for Gammafide Gamma
I like a rider should
And when a bitch blow Doc she be famous like
in the blood, get the best in line
Put the eye yo' watch cuz I'm pressed for time, nigga