Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

Verse cool breeze

I call da they say "breeze you ain't know? "
I say "what? " "big got popped in his benzo!"
I "damn man, I'm riding in his lexus
I'm bout to this nigga's shit in new dimensions
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 talkin 'bout it at the white house
Man I thought you that this job was for me and you
I ain't know that bill 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 everybody who us a dime
the great hoe round up yo' money time
I got to mine, then I'm outta here
Take a loss, come up just like coco grier
Ain't got to bout yo' potnah gettin caught like a lame
It won't be over til that big from decatur sang"

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

two: big boi

Yeah, it won't be
Check out
Can you see what I be hearin talkin to spirits when I
Peep out real quick slick, we gets on this beat and speak
About that pimp shit, that walk with dat limp shit, that hemp
Lookin up in your face I see a coward and a
Lookin to run up in my home just like you was the folks
Servin a warrant to a 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 tryin to stack for ninety-six
Buyin another fleetwood, took it, so know we's in the mix
I need to my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
Cause them at the corner sto' been lookin at me for too long
Starin like on highways, high days are better than sober ones
Don't be biased, but I know it has to
So I put two in the sky to let them know I'm
Y'all don't nothin bout big boi cause that nigga steady dippin
It ain't over (why that, why that) till the open her mouth up
And sang...

Verse big gipp

Took me a time to get here
time man
I'm about, years, and years
Riding past funeral fields holdin of my peers
If you educate yourself
Now how the fuck you gonna understand how you posed to get
Niggaz walk around get with tree ass ways
Fuck a fade, let my hair
Back and like a see-saw
lily, to lilypad dad
Lookin to get my goodie
I'm in like some old men
Who'd dem or would stop
I'm droppin lines for the big
Sixteen is when I started to
It's ninety-six I'm in your
Can you hear that bitch

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