Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

Verse one: cool

I call da they say "breeze you ain't know? "
I say "what? " "big time got in his benzo!"
I said "damn man, I'm in his lexus
I'm bout to dump this nigga's shit in new
Get to the crib so I can big slate up
And tell em da man done slipped and got his throat cut
And everything that we took the warehouse
I heard somebody talkin 'bout it at the white
Man I thought you that this job was for me and you
I ain't know that bill clampett wanted too
You tell his folks that I'm bout that lexus
I'm to dip and see my sister up in... naaah!
Can't even you where I put my extra playa card
them red dog police know we homeboys
Just tell who us a dime
It's the hoe round up yo' money time
I got to have mine, then I'm here
Take a loss, come back up just like coco
Ain't got to worry bout yo' gettin caught like a lame
It won't be over til that big from decatur sang"

(it won't be over till that big girl from sang!
East pointe police don't know a thang...)

Verse big boi

Yeah, it won't be
Check out
Can you see what I be talkin to spirits when I sleep
this out real quick slick, we gets on this beat and speak
About that pimp shit, that walk with dat limp shit, hemp shit
Lookin up in your face I see a and a dimwit
to run up in my private home just like you was the folks
Servin a warrant to a baby daddy, who do they to quote?
On a tuesday, april fool's day, get caught slippin
Leavin the keys off in the ignition, makin me guilty by
pinchers tryin to stack for ninety-six
Buyin another fleetwood, diamond took it, so we's in the mix
I need to my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
Cause them niggaz at the sto' been lookin at me for too long
Starin accidents on highways, high days are better than sober ones
Don't be biased, but I it has to come
So I put two in the sky to let them I'm babysittin
Y'all don't know nothin bout big boi cause that steady dippin
It ain't (why that, why that) till the bitch open her mouth up
And sang...

Verse three: big

me a long time to get here
Long man
I'm talkin about, years, and
Riding funeral fields holdin bodies of my peers
If you don't educate
Now how the fuck you understand how you posed to get paid?
Niggaz walk around get with shade ass ways
a fade, let my hair drag
Back and like a see-saw
Jumpin lily, to dad
Lookin to get my feel
I'm broke in some old men
stop dem or would stop
I'm droppin lines for the big
is when I started to dream
It's ninety-six I'm in your
Can you hear that bitch

(it won't be til that big girl from decatur sang...)