Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo up man?
Yeah, I gotta trunk fulla shit
Word, still 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 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 crazy

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

But she that, keeps a gat
Works much plastic, stays 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 back to the

She got scanner, I listen to the pigs talk
And if they 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 mind drift
To my last jail
5 for a 459
I'm never going back, no what the crime

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

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

Cool out the freaks
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 beat downs, no need for
I gotta ask myself
Is all this buck whylin' for a niggaz health?

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

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

The posse was there, but it ain't
Fuckin' police
Its all going down that blocks
I never seen that cops

It was a setup, my whole damn gettin' wet up
Big time, motherfucker dropped a dime
But even in the of gun shots
My was boilin' hot

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

I got on the
Called up the homies to see what went
But no time to sweat
I still 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 crash
The was hot

me down, said she adored me
Said the gunfire made her
The she me back on the bed
Licked me to toe, toe to head

I closed my eyes real slowly is this love?
No not me, then I a pain in my chest
The smell of gun powder and burnt
I looked in her face, my mouth
And her badge came out