Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

Verse cool breeze

I call da crib they say "breeze you ain't "
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 so I can call big slate up
And em da money man done slipped and got his throat cut
And everything that we took from the
I somebody talkin 'bout it at the white house
Man I thought you that this job was for me and you
I ain't that bill clampett wanted some too
You tell his that I'm sorry bout that lexus
I'm to dip and see my sister up in... naaah!
Can't tell you where I put my extra playa card
Cause them red dog police we homeboys
Just tell who us a dime
It's the great hoe round up yo' money
I got to have mine, then I'm here
Take a loss, come up just like coco grier
got to worry bout yo' potnah gettin caught like a lame
It be over til that big girl from decatur sang"

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

Verse big boi

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

three: big gipp

Took me a time to get here
Long man
I'm talkin about, years, and
Riding funeral fields holdin bodies of my peers
If you educate yourself
Now how the fuck you understand how you posed to get paid?
Niggaz walk get with shade tree ass ways
Fuck a fade, let my hair
Back and forth like a
lily, to lilypad dad
Lookin to get my feel
I'm broke in like old men
Who'd dem or would stop
I'm droppin lines for the big
is when I started to dream
It's I'm in your face
Can you hear that bitch

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