Luyện nghe bài hát APB

Saint Louis my city dawg. side, was the block.
you was in the crib playing with legos, I was out there trying to get blocks.
Momma gone, gone, just me and my hood dogs.
Suwoopin, beamed up, like I'm to go play baseball.
Before you heard about Jeezy boy. I was on some trape or die.
Was a goon too, You can still see the banger in my eye.
What you about sitting in a jail cell felonies murder case.
Best friend rolled on me took the stand, 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 when they roll upon me and let them fly.
They could been the end dawg.
One way, hell gaze but the Lord stepped in Chose to Show .
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 Top Shelf Liver.
Limber lil tender, I can chop timber.
I was no pretender certified offender, 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 the ol'crae, you crazy 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 rear view and they behind me.
Roll down my window. Now "Boy what's name? "
'Cause you was doing 85 in the passing lane no traffic, mane.
Then I give them my ID, and guess what say.
"This boy here crazy, nah that's Crae".
I was psycho, wild as the hundreds.
I-Go/ago like the Chi, whatever I wanted.
Until I was confronted, about Jesus and I changed.
They like man what you do, talkin bout you just 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 milk carton status and if you explain it.
Put the APB out on me, if you me, that's amazing.