Luyện nghe bài hát APB

Saint my city dawg. West side, was the block.
While you was in the playing with legos, I was out there trying to get blocks.
Momma gone, gone, just me and my hood dogs.
Suwoopin, beamed up, like I'm bout to go baseball.
Before you about Jeezy boy. I was already on some trape or die.
Was a goon foolish too, You can still see the in my eye.
What you know sitting in a jail cell felonies murder case.
Best friend rolled on me the stand, turned state.
I am a felon I can not lie on the Bible, Head to the sky.
I want to live, I ain't die when they roll upon me and let them bullets fly.
could have been the end dawg.
One way, hell gaze but the Lord stepped in to Show Grace .
Could have layed in the box, dawg.
6 of my carry me, but I'm alive and the old me gone.
'Cause dog I burry me.

Hydro-ponic Top Shelf Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can chop timber.
I was no pretender certified offender, no surrender.
My circumstantial, tho some things I can't remember.
who knew me be like "who he? ", they're trippin off the new me.
They like man where the ol'crae, you crazy you can't me.
I'm a so hard that the laws tryin' to find me.
I to God they ain't find me. But then I hear a {whoo-whoo}
Look up in the rear view and they right me.
Roll down my window. Now "Boy what's your "
you was doing 85 in the passing lane with no traffic, mane.
Then I give my ID, and guess what they say.
"This boy here crazy, nah that's Crae".
I was psycho, wild as the hundreds.
I-Go/ago like the Chi, doing I wanted.
Until I was confronted, heard about and I changed.
They like man what you do, talkin bout you ain't the same.
I was dead, The old me was but a sucker.
Sucked the out of my mother, just to get the stuff I wanted.
Now I'm carton status and if you can't explain it.
Put the APB out on me, if you find me, amazing.