Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

Verse cool breeze

I da crib they say "breeze you ain't know? "
I say "what? " "big got popped in his benzo!"
I said "damn man, I'm riding in his
I'm bout to dump this nigga's in new dimensions
Get to the so I can call big slate up
And em da money man done slipped and got his throat cut
And that we took from the warehouse
I heard somebody talkin 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 folks that I'm sorry bout lexus
I'm to dip and see my sister up in... naaah!
Can't even tell you where I put my extra card
them red dog police know 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 outta
Take a loss, come up just like coco grier
Ain't got to worry bout yo' potnah 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 know a damn thang...)

two: big boi

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

Verse big gipp

Took me a long time to get
time man
I'm talkin about, years, and
past 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 get with shade tree ass ways
Fuck a fade, let my drag
and forth like a see-saw
Jumpin lily, to dad
to get my goodie feel
I'm broke in some old men
Who'd stop dem or would
I'm droppin lines for the big
Sixteen is I started to dream
ninety-six I'm in your face
Can you that bitch scream?

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