Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beamer

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

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

See, one is for the money, two is for my who jack
Niggaz takin' that shit no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu be startin' now?
I'm pissin' up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that cracker was

Too close for comfort, too to home
Too to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why don't you get yo' own
As long as I got this
see that we can be on top of things without causin'

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

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

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

Chess, I never played but many a moves
I still blame it on session 'cause I remember the due
I guess, I feel that a Benz is out of the question

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

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

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

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

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

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

While you sat down by the seashore thinkin' some seashells
I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin' about the
But maybe not for long I just done seen the light
I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be

Just moving the steering wheel side to like a slalom
Now I ain't got no problem, I'm just breakin' the column
I spot him in the middle of the parkin' lot

I'm hearin' a in the back of my head yellin' Andre stop
But do I stop, naw, I figure 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 simply give them what want