Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beemer

{"It all started at an scene on Bankhead and Ash Street.
It's not clear if the caused it; it is clear he wielded
a and told ..... to get out of his car."}

Verse Big Boi Andre

Yeah yeah it
From alligator to patty melts I be that smoothest nigga
So hwo do you figga that Atlant don't be pullin dem
The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this
Man, my folkers up on track, complimentin that wickedness
See one is for the two is for my niggaz who jack
Niggaz ain't takin that no mo' they got big Benz and Cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be now?
I'm pissin up on Jeffrey's grave that cracker was foul

Too for comfort, too close to home
Too to be playin yo ass so hey why don't you get yo' own
As long, as I got this
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
another day but today, they just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your
Quick and with a happy face before you bleed
Ask me, if that material shit is yo' life
I don't know about yours but if so you smokin right

Verse Andre, Big Boi

Deep in the dungeon for these many
Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass dem blunts
Had to cut it out like Cheers, but for I used to burn em
Gettin deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my
Chest/chess, I never played but many a moves
I blame it on session 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 nuthin but
gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm
Nothin but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you

I'm travellin up to Jersey with four keys off in my
And thinkin of the ways to get that motherfucker krunk
See yes I be that nigga that that sess off in my chest
and tokin them token blacks, that wanted to test
See niggaz survive and the weak niggaz they die
I never fuck no white bitch, I stop eatin pig sty
Be activatin that cause the Fleetwood has been stolen
Road is open, the B-I-G has spoken
Cause it's this

Verse Big Boi, Andre

I got these thoughts, similar to the ones call in the wild
Up in the Benz is where I be doin about a miles
The world is UP how these niggaz be drivin drunk
Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your
To me the cards is not belong I use that strong arm
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 those who be zest
You'll be needin a physical therapist, cause you can't with this

While you sat down by the seashore thinkin some seashells
I was the corner from Clemson Hills thinkin about the V-12
But maybe not for long because I just done seen the
I'm packin my so see I'm gon' be alright
Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a
Now I got no problem I'm just breakin the steerin column
I spot him, in the of the MARTA parkin lot
I'm hearin a in the back 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 deal a car jacker
is to simply them what they want."}