Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' Corners

Big Pimp A K A all up off in yo main gul
Dingaling the dirty 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
Feather in my hat wit a 3 tux
Ice in my plus my Rollie stay plush

Don't got no main lady I don't like to fuck
Just got one I can 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 corners in a plush crush
And keep 2 cuz I'm quick to bust
One 4 hoes so we gon' ball
We got a case of yak so my dick fall

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

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

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

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 of these hoes
Just be bought 2 fuckin' 'em out and leavin' 'em broke

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

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

7, aww naw, now that should've been 1
Don't eva leave the house being strapped wit a gun
8, just repeat 1 to 7, and if you eva get to heaven
Hug my late Kevin

Bring it now, them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin' tall
12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stone wall
We gon' creep when we crawl here we
We poppin' 65432 and comes the 1 and that's for real

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

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
They call me Peter Westraw, the devil's son in law,
I know you niggaz know how
To make the hoes snort powder and get live

Been doing this shit since the age 5, way back in 85' and I still tired
But 'Cuz that's something that ya'll need to know
When I empty out yo block I'm gone fill it wit

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

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

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

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

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

On the road, getting
On the road, head
On the road, hay
blown, smoking hay

Getting blown, hay
blown, smoking hay