Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beamer

It all started at an accident on Bankhead and Ashby
It's not clear if the caused it, it is clear he wielded
A hammer and to get out of his car

Yeah, yeah, it
From alligator belts to patty melts, I be smoothest nigga
So how do you figga that don't be pullin' dem triggas
The playalistic pimp is up in this, bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin' wickedness

See, one is for the money, two is for my niggaz who
ain't takin' that shit no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be now?
I'm pissin' up on Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul

Too close for comfort, too to home
Too close to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why you get yo' own
As as I got this legally
People see that we can be on top of things without

Another nigga sorrow, I know it it ain't enough to go around
But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob it's a better day tomorrow
That's all I can say, can't the future
another day but today, they just might shoot you

For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, be out your seat
Quick and snappy with a happy face you bleed
Ask me if that material shit is yo' life
I don't about yours but if so you smokin' pipes right

Deep in the dungeon for many months
Amongst the Dungeon as we pass, around dem blunts
Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I to burn 'em
Gettin' deep in my just to get shit off my sternum

Chess, I never but made many a moves
I blame it on session 'cause I can't remember the due
I guess, I that gettin' a Benz is out of the question

The is yellin' Hootie Hoo, but in my pockets nuthin'
But gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm
Nothin' but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you

I'm travelin' up to Jersey with keys off in my trunk
And thinkin' of the ways to get that motherfucker krunk
See, yes, I be that nigga that with that sess off in my
Smokin' and them token blacks that wanted to test

See strong survive and the weak niggaz, they die
I never fuck no bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty
Be activatin' that Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has been
Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause like this

I got these thoughts, to the ones in call of the wild
Up in the is where I be doin' about a hundred miles
The world is fucked up, how these niggaz be drivin'
homicide with their bodies off in your trunk

To me the cards is not belong, I use that arm robbery
spree, look at me, W M B
Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha with these

Comin' around the projects make you off in dem hearses
I got a word of wisdom for who must resist
You'll be needin' a physical 'cause you can't fuck with this

While you sat down by the thinkin' about some seashells
I was the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin' about the V-12
But not for long because I just done seen the light
I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm be alright

Just moving the steering wheel to side like a slalom
Now I got no problem, I'm just breakin' the steerin' column
I him in the middle of the Marta parkin' lot

I'm hearin' a in the back of my head yellin' Andre stop
But do I stop, naw, I it's a come up
But now I'm goin' down 'cause the wanna run up, damn

These days, the way to deal with a car jacker
Is to give them what they want