Luyện nghe bài hát Crewed Up

[Verse 1 - Stage
call me Bad Lieutenant when my eyes are squinted
of the 70s and the 80s was in it
Lost the first in the 9-0 and liable
To get the gun buckin at 5-0, I'm
I'm from a place where the *niggas* are
And pretend to be your friend and put one your
And you can keep on yelling, the won't come
You want beef, we got and then some
We from the era we learned on our own
Runnin in the streets with both parents at home
Kind of hard to find a young un alone - we was crewed up
Taggin on the walls taught wars and chewed up

[Verse 2 - St. Paul
Now I know about y'all, but I'm bout to make a small fortune
By taking small things and em out of proportion
sarcasm as my second language
Look mom I'm famous, I mean I'm
You say you write your rhymes when you high
I say I my best rhymes 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. Paul Slim the best homie, of its hype
So please lil asshole, keep your mouth
'Fore your momma be "Look at my son, he out cold"

[Verse 3 - Muja
You tell I'm focused by the look in my eye
You could see I'm dirty by how my kicks is
You I tell the truth, I got no reason to lie
Hey, I tell my chicks "You ain't got a lotta kick it"
All I'm do is get a piece of the pie
And these bricks into a legit business
Now run along and go home to your
And leave me and Slug here to play with bitches
You I spit the sickest sickness since syphilis
with malaria, fuck 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 the fuck is new?
I'm back wit Atmos and the
To do this you style, I thought you knew
It's not a diss, yo it's just my of view
Maybe if I turn sideways, *niggas* will
Throw lyrics my way of the highway
Now ran over by cars and Land Rovers
We starred, you sub par, maybe send man over
Pardon, you step to this
phat, not anorexic shit
Come stacked boy, it ain't no to go there
I rappers out, y'all scratch and pull hair

5 - Brother Ali]
I hustle hard for the of god
My has been the biggest struggle for the bloody start
I knuckle up and the hands of my thug at heart
So when the shit hit the fan I come apart, I breathe and shrug it off
- the Big Brother's big brothers
Catch is here to turn king to wrist
Just trust it no regular shit
That's a asshole and a sensitive pimp
You think it was a party, not a Cadillac
mosque, have a knack
Dr. Dre Training Day rappers know how to act
Remove em all from my sight like a
Poof! It's a act

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

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

8 - Slug]
Break chips down, count your business
Ain't nothing free, it's a James Brown
So god bless the now and give it
To the sound of the drums while none of us it
I treat Hip Hop a sport
Stay on my game, put my time on the
you complain and get high some more
Might explain why your team find support
Now catch me in the wit a whisky
Chattin up a missy like I'm and witty
I have to dip to do my and get busy
Why don't you come see me when I'm back in your