Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo up man?
Yeah, I gotta trunk fulla shit
Word, broads still with me man, comin' over to right now
Yo I can't talk right now man, I gotta get off phone

Damn, how'd I get into this
in a car with the trunk worth 5000 grand
I up from the curb, word
First thing it rocks, now my packing crazy birds

I gotta in the front seat
She got crazy game, might have more than me
And thats why I trust, I ain't no busta
One wrong move and dust her

But she that, keeps a gat
Works much plastic, always on phat
She said she me
Looks deep in my eyes, sometimes cries, all

She only loves my flow, long dough
The false love of a and a hoe
But me and her job to do
Get this luggage back to the

She got scanner, I hadta to the pigs talk
And if they speakin about us then its off
But I ain't them at all
2 cops'll roll up and 2 cops'll

The lines on the highway, I'm makin' my drift away
To my last stay
5 for a 459
I'm never going back, no matter the crime

Surrendering me
Fuck that, I'm court in the street G
For a nigga me there ain't no ounce
My life with drug busts and shoot outs

Pure ghetto anger, pure ghetto
ghetto anger, I'm addicted to danger
Some nights I clubs
Rollin' with the made of well known thugs

Cool out with the
Trucking jewels, begging for beef
Thens niggaz roll up
Lookin' for a way to pump the up

But I the one
I'm handin' out downs, no need for guns
Sometimes I gotta ask
Is all this buck whylin' good for a health?

I know why
Am I suicidal, do I die?
The answerin',
A headache in my temple

It it ain't fair, it says it ain't right
It it's going down tonight
We made it to the drop spot
King and Weston Ave, Fox

The was there, but it ain't right
Fuckin' lights
Its all going that road blocks
I never seen that cops

It was a setup, my whole damn crew's wet up
Big time, motherfucker dropped a dime
But in the flurry of gun shots
My adrenaline was hot

I down on the floor of the ride
Punch the gas, drove that Benz through punk ass
Hit doin' 90
in the rear view, no one behind me

I got on the
up the homies to see what went wrong
But no to sweat that
I still gotta trunk shit, I was on phat

I just need a place to hide
Dumped the benzo, the G ride
Me and a freak hit a motel spot
The was hot

me down, said she adored me
Said the gunfire her horny
The she pushed me on the bed
me head to toe, toe to head

Then I closed my eyes slowly is this love?
No not me, I felt a pain in my chest
The smell of gun and burnt flesh
I in her face, opened my mouth
And then her badge out