Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

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

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

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

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

She only loves my cash flow, dough
The love 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 sweatin' 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 what the

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

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

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

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

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

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

The was there, but it ain't right
Fuckin' police
Its all going down road blocks
I seen that many cops

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

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

I got on the
Called up the homies to see went wrong
But no to sweat 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 freak hit a motel crash
The was hot

me down, said she adored me
Said the gunfire made her
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, I felt a pain in my chest
The smell of gun powder and flesh
I looked in her face, my mouth
And her badge came out