Luyện nghe bài hát APB

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

Hydro-ponic lungs Top Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can down timber.
I was no pretender offender, never no surrender.
My amnesia's circumstantial, tho things I can't remember.
Those who knew me be like "who he? ", trippin off the new me.
They like man where the ol'crae, you you can't fool me.
I'm a party so hard the laws tryin' to find me.
I pray to God they ain't find me. But then I a {whoo-whoo}
Look up in the view and they right behind me.
down my window. Now "Boy what's your name? "
'Cause you was 85 in the passing lane with no traffic, mane.
Then I give my ID, and guess what they say.
"This boy crazy, nah that's just Crae".
Mane I was psycho, as the hundreds.
I-Go/ago like the Chi, doing I wanted.
Until I was confronted, about Jesus and I changed.
They like man what you do, bout you just ain't the same.
I was dead, The old me was but a sucker.
the life 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.