Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' Corners

Big Pimp A K A all up off in yo gul drawers
Frank Dingaling the hog
That's some of that weed
Okay, okay okay okay, okay

Now is a pimpin' day so
I slide on my 'llac with alligators
in my hat wit a 3 piece tux
Ice in my plus my Rollie stay plush

Don't got no main 'cuz I don't like to fuck
got one I can trust to bust these keys down to dust
Split these G'z out us, shut these P'z down to flush
I got that can puff and blow yo nuts till they bust what

We bendin' corners in a plush
And 2 clips cuz I'm quick to bust
One 4 hoes so we gon' ball
We got a case of yak so my dick won't

Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville tall
Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk stonewall
And we gon' creep when we crawl we come
We poppin' 65432 and comes the 1 and that's for real

I'm bendin' in my Cadillac
Pistol my seat wit a sack full of crack
hay, getting blown

I'm bendin' in my Cadillac
4 in the back one head in my lap
head, on the road

Now, it's eight to my game of life
1, learn 'em all and follow 'em right
Rule 2, don't take no shit from none of hoes
Just be bought 2 things fuckin' 'em out and leavin' 'em

3, if you ever get some bread to buy a key
Make sure the nigga you getting it from work for the MPD
Rule 4, if you try to kick in a doe, kick it right the first time
You don't lay out the doe

5, most important, keep yo Southern pride
Fuck what they sayin' hind closed doors, you the South get live
Rule 6, tell playahaters to suck yo dick, get mad like a bitch
they shit ain't droppin' hits

Rule 7, aww naw, now that should've 1
Don't eva leave the house without being wit a gun
8, just repeat 1 to 7, and if you eva get to heaven
Hug my late Kevin

Bring it back now, them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin'
Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like wall
We gon' creep when we crawl here we
We poppin' and here comes the 1 and that's for real

I'm bendin' corners in my
Pistol under my seat wit a sack of crack
Smoking hay, blown

I'm bendin' corners in my
4 hoes, in the back, one in my lap
Getting head, on the

Now ask yo self, am I the pimp you eva saw
call me Peter Westraw, the devil's son in law, why?
I you niggaz don't know how
To make the hoes snort powder and get live

doing this shit since the age 5, way back in 85' and I still ain't tired
But why? 'Cuz that's something that ya'll to know
When I empty out yo block I'm fill it wit holes

Bring it back now them 20 got that Coup Deville sittin' tall
Eight 12's beat the hinges off the like stonewall
And we gone creep when we
We 65432 and here comes the 1 and that's for real

I'm bendin' corners in my
Pistol my seat wit a sack full of crack
hay, getting blown

I'm bendin' corners in my
4 hoes in the back one in my lap
head, on the road

I'm corners in my Cadillac
under my seat wit a sack full of crack
Smoking hay, blown

I'm bendin' corners in my
4 in the back, one head in my lap
Getting head, on the

On the road, getting
On the road, getting
On the road, hay
Getting blown, hay

blown, smoking hay
Getting blown, hay