Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

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

Damn, I get into this scam
Roll in a car the trunk worth 5000 grand
I came up the curb, word
First thing it rocks, now my ride's packing birds

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

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

She loves my cash flow, long dough
The false of a pimp and a hoe
But me and her job to do
Get this luggage to the crew

She got scanner, I hadta listen to the talk
And if speakin about us then its jumping 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 drift away
To my jail stay
5 for a 459
I'm never going back, no matter what the

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

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

Cool out with the
Trucking much jewels, for beef
Thens some roll up
Lookin' for a way to the reps up

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

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

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

The posse was there, but it right
Fuckin' lights
Its all down that road blocks
I never seen that many

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

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

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

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

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

Then I my eyes real slowly is this love?
No not me, then I felt a pain in my
The smell of gun powder and flesh
I looked in her face, opened my
And then her came out