Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo what's up
Yeah, I trunk fulla this shit
Word, broads with me man, comin' over to grapevine right now
Yo I talk right now man, I gotta get off this phone

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

I gotta freak in the seat
She got game, might even have more than me
And thats why I trust, I ain't no busta
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 flow, long dough
The love of a pimp and a hoe
But me and her job to do
Get this luggage to the crew

She got scanner, I hadta to the pigs talk
And if they speakin about us its jumping off
But I ain't 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 last jail
5 for a 459
I'm going back, no matter what the crime

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

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

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

But I the one
I'm handin' out beat downs, no need for
Sometimes I gotta ask
Is all buck whylin' good for a niggaz health?

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

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

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

It was a setup, my whole crew's gettin' wet up
Big time, some motherfucker a dime
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 they punk ass
Hit Vernor 90
in the rear view, no one behind me

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

I just need a cool place to
the benzo, slammed the G ride
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
Licked me to toe, toe to head

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