Luyện nghe bài hát APB

Saint my city 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 trape or die.
Was a foolish too, You can still see the banger in my eye.
What you know about sitting in a jail cell murder case.
friend rolled on me took 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 wanna die they roll upon me and let them bullets fly.
They could been the end dawg.
One way, hell gaze but the Lord stepped in Chose to Grace .
Could been layed in the box, dawg.
6 of my homeboys me, but I'm alive and the old me gone.
everyday dog I burry me.

Hydro-ponic lungs Top Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can chop timber.
I was no pretender offender, never no surrender.
My amnesia's circumstantial, tho some I can't remember.
Those who knew me be like "who he? ", they're off the new me.
They like man where the ol'crae, you you can't fool me.
I'm a party so hard that the laws tryin' to me.
I pray to God they find me. But then I hear a {whoo-whoo}
Look up in the rear and they right behind me.
Roll down my window. Now "Boy what's your "
'Cause you was doing 85 in the passing with no traffic, mane.
Then I give them my ID, and guess they say.
"This boy here crazy, nah that's Crae".
Mane I was psycho, as the hundreds.
like the Chi, doing whatever I wanted.
Until I was confronted, heard 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.
Sucked the life out of my mother, to get the stuff I wanted.
Now I'm milk carton status and if you explain it.
Put the APB out on me, if you me, that's amazing.