Luyện nghe bài hát Crewed Up

[Verse 1 - One]
They call me Bad Lieutenant when my are squinted
of the 70s and the 80s was in it
Lost the first in the 9-0 and liable
To get the gun at 5-0, I'm tribal
I'm a place where the *niggas* are jelly
And pretend to be friend and put one your belly
And you can keep on yelling, the cops come
You want beef, we got burgers and some
We the era when we learned on our own
Runnin in the streets with both parents at home
Kind of hard to a young un alone - caused we was crewed up
Taggin on the taught wars and getting chewed up

2 - St. Paul Slim]
Now I don't know about y'all, but I'm to make a small fortune
By taking small things and blowing em out of
Using sarcasm as my language
mom I'm famous, I mean I'm flagrant
You say you write your best when you high
I say I write my best cause I'm fly
This is why I'm cold, I'm Minnesota
If you want my CD I will give you special
Haha, take Trummond's
St. Slim the best homie, none of its hype
So please lil asshole, keep your mouth
'Fore momma be like "Look at my son, he out cold"

3 - Muja Messiah]
You could tell I'm focused by the in my eye
You see I'm dirty by how clean my kicks is
You know I tell the truth, I got no to lie
Hey, like I my chicks "You ain't got a lotta kick it"
All I'm trynna do is get a of the pie
And turn bricks into a legit business
Now run along and go to your wives
And leave me and Slug here to play these bitches
You know I spit the sickness since syphilis
Mixed with malaria, it, the more the merrier
B-Boy, D-Boy, yep I'm in your
Messiah uh huh, hello America

4 - YZ]
Yo, yo, y'all wack, yo what the is new?
I'm back wit and the crew
To do this you need style, I thought you
It's not a diss, yo it's just my of view
Maybe if I turn sideways, y'all will
lyrics my way instead of the highway
Now getting ran over by and Land Rovers
We starred, you sub par, maybe your man over
Pardon, you gon' to this
phat, not anorexic shit
Come boy, it ain't no need to go there
I knock rappers out, scratch and pull hair

[Verse 5 - Brother
I hustle for the love of god
My life has been the biggest for the bloody start
I knuckle up and the hands of my thug at heart
So when the shit hit the fan I don't apart, I breathe and shrug it off
Atmosphere - the Big Brother's big
Catch is here to turn king to wrist
trust it ain't no regular shit
That's a asshole and a sensitive pimp
You would think it was a party, not a
Church mosque, have a
Dr. Dre Day rappers don't know how to act
Remove em all from my sight like a
Poof! a magic act

[Verse 6 - Wright]
over beats like DMC, three stripes
Leaver be three strikes, visa need swipes
DVDs, jeans clean, cuts brush
Mobile phones, suited loan, courted pampers
Chilling at the party in stance
And they looking at me funny, why? they can't dance
So I'm cutting up and shutting up, I'm but just enough
To lean on top of this with binoculars
Walk a pimp, think like a Macintosh
Battle scars, trynna figure out your avatar
Leave the cameras on, told ya partner he can't perform
Brought a torch to burn the building, he think I'ma it to him

[Verse 7 -
Yeah, yeah, I solemnly
To fight the good as long as I'm here
But sometimes the fight don't seem fair
all the best soldiers we had ain't here
They now, we all on our own now
And most of those left got no style
You em an inch they try to take a whole mile
Too to keep a low profile
Pump your brakes, stay in your
A bunch of chasing fame
I'll punch face and take your chain
Sit your 5 dollar ass down I make change

[Verse 8 -
Break these chips down, count business
Ain't nothing free, a James Brown Christmas
So god the underground now and give it
To the sound of the drums while of us outlive it
I Hip Hop like a sport
on my game, put my time on the court
While you complain and get high some
Might explain why your team find support
Now catch me in the back wit a
Chattin up a missy like I'm and witty
I have to dip to do my raps and get
Why don't you come see me when I'm back in your