Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beamer

It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and
not clear if the suspect caused 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 figga that don't be pullin' dem triggas
The Southern pimp is up in this, bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, that wickedness

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

Too for comfort, too close to home
Too to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why don't 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 it seems it ain't enough to go around
But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob 'cause it's a better day
That's all I can say, can't tell the
Tomorrow's another day but today, they just shoot you

For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, be out your 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 dungeon for these many
Amongst the Dragon as we pass, around dem blunts
Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I used to 'em
Gettin' deep in my thoughts to get shit off my sternum

Chess, I never played but made many a
I still blame it on 'cause I can't remember the due
I guess, I feel that 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
but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke

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

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

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

To me the cards is not belong, I use that strong arm
Robbin' spree, 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 those who resist
be needin' a physical therapist 'cause you can't fuck with this

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

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

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

days, the best way to deal with a car jacker
Is to simply give them what they