Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' Corners

Big A K A all up off in yo main gul drawers
Dingaling the dirty hog
That's some of Peruvian weed
Okay, okay okay okay, okay

Now everyday is a day so
I on my 'llac with black alligators
Feather in my hat wit a 3 tux
Ice in my grill plus my Rollie plush

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

We corners in a plush crush
And 2 clips cuz I'm quick to bust
One pimp 4 so we gon' ball
We got a case of yak so my dick fall

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

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

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

Now, eight rules to my game of life
Rule 1, learn 'em all and follow 'em
Rule 2, take no shit from none of these hoes
Just be bought 2 things '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 try to kick 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' closed doors, you know the South get live
6, tell them playahaters to suck yo dick, get mad like a bitch
'Cuz they ain't droppin' hits

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

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

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

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

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 don't how
To make the hoes snort powder and get live

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

Bring it back now 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin' tall
12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall
And we gone when we crawl
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
hay, getting blown

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

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

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

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

Getting blown, hay
Getting blown, hay