Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasar Enrico

The rang, it was a guy that i knew
And he said, that guilt
Every fuckin'
He you're done

(Nndre Nickatina)
Tiger, i think you better get it
Cuz go bump in the night
up out tha gutta'
Now all butta'
And with my i cut like no other
The runnin' of the bulls, muthafucka the matadoor
Pep my new reew on the marbol floor
Roll like a copo, eatin' on chicken
I shootin' my eyes close
i ain't missin'
Firin' up weed the early mornin'
It's a lil bit lonley since my is gone
Got my so called
Yea im
And you cop sucka fuckas gotta deal with
Cuz im like gun powda' hittin' in tha' canon
Fly by me think about landin'
Think about
Cuz im about to
And not before i break laws
Muthafucka the devils heart beating in your ear
Hear goes the sold my career
And im chillin' hear in the physical form
Reew my back just so i can hide my horns
Na
I've seen the on the scene
My rap sound better crime on the scene
down comacaze a rap
Gotta have a weed sack with my pack
It's that
Shit can heel row melo
Stir it up till the rocks up and yellow
Heavily fiber it's the god of
of my verdigo passes on
Knockin' on the high off bomb
And you can see my if you read my palm
It's that

Ceazor Vandello...
Fransico... And Anreco... (Repeat x2)

this out dont move
I hold you like a slow
In my and my soul ima brake rules
Here the new
It's like the cioty gang
Comin' down on your like black rain
in cuts an' rapped up in the indeca
Rymes are riped and hollow tips when hittin' ya
Man they aint a friend of ya
So it ain't no my mind when they gettin' ya
like a top spittin' colp it gets
Tell a lable die if they hold the check
Cuz its here homie
The fead is for
You get it, then you split it you hit it an' mash
You like a squrl
I you aint a sqwilla
You at a newer fool rap drug dealla
fliet
Buckle up like a plane
Why oh why do i remain
Shootin at the sky over my head
that the bulets all wake the dead
Lottanufdad the shake bed
But tuwa danuf dad crack the feds
i fly like a bat outta' hell
That's for
Fake like a sittin in jail
When it to these rymes betta' get the scale
Or act like your blind fucker read it in
Nigga crime
No crime on the
All in your eyes it's a of the times
Heaily fiber the god of khan
Witness of my passes on
Standin at the gates high off bomb
And you can see my if you read my palm

Enrico Vandello...
Fransico... And Anreco... (Repeat x3)