Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo what's up
Yeah, I gotta trunk this shit
Word, broads still 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 with the trunk worth grand
I came up from the curb,
First it rocks, now my ride's packing crazy birds

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

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

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

She got scanner, I hadta to the pigs talk
And if they about us then its jumping off
But I sweatin' them at all
2 cops'll roll up and 2 cops'll

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

ain't me
Fuck that, I'm holding court in the G
For a nigga like me there no ounce
My life with drug busts 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
Trucking much jewels, for beef
some niggaz roll up
Lookin' for a way to the reps up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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