Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beamer

It all started at an scene 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
alligator belts to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga
So how do you figga Atlant 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 who jack
Niggaz ain't takin' that shit no mo', they got big Benz and
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be now?
I'm pissin' up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, cracker was foul

Too close for comfort, too close to
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 without causin'

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

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

Deep in the dungeon for these many
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 played but many a moves
I still blame it on 'cause I can't remember the due
I guess, I feel gettin' a Benz is out of the question

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

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

See strong niggaz and the weak niggaz, they die
I never no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty
Be activatin' Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen
Road 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 doin' a hundred miles
The is fucked up, how these niggaz be drivin' drunk
Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your

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

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

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

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

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