Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo what's up
Yeah, I gotta trunk fulla this
Word, broads with me man, comin' over to grapevine right now
Yo I can't talk right now man, I gotta get off this

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

I freak in the front seat
She got crazy game, might even have than me
And thats why I don't trust, I ain't no
One wrong and I'll dust her

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

She only loves my cash flow, long
The love of a pimp and a hoe
But me and her job to do
Get this back to the crew

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

The lines on the highway, I'm makin' my mind drift
To my last jail
5 for a 459
I'm never going back, no what the crime

Surrendering me
Fuck that, I'm holding in the street G
For a nigga like me there no ounce
My life filled with busts and shoot outs

Pure ghetto anger, ghetto anger
Pure anger, I'm addicted to danger
Some I crash clubs
with the posse made of well known thugs

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

But I the one
I'm handin' out beat downs, no for guns
Sometimes I ask myself
Is all this whylin' good for a niggaz health?

I don't why
Am I suicidal, do I wanna
The answerin',
A throbs in my temple

It it ain't fair, it says it ain't right
It says it's going 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 down that road
I seen that many cops

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

I crash down on the floor of the
the gas, drove that Benz through they punk ass
Hit Vernor 90
Looked in the rear view, no one me

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

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

Rubbed me down, she adored me
the gunfire made her horny
The she pushed me on the bed
Licked me to toe, toe to head

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