Luyện nghe bài hát I. 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 guitar
And I still put it down the family dog
Yeah, I some, I murder one
Explain it all,
We ain't gotta sing the same old love
Cut a girl with the same black gloves on
what you saying to it?
Old look new money go do it
Make 'em turn in their lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking back if I'm at her booty
(At her Booty)
What's the
They wanna smoke a niggas when Black & Mild
So we out
Ok

we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone

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

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

Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all