Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

Verse one: cool

I da crib 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 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 that we took from the warehouse
I heard somebody talkin it at the white house
Man I thought you said that job was for me and you
I ain't know that clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry that lexus
I'm to dip and see my sister up in... naaah!
Can't even you where I put my extra playa card
Cause red dog police know we homeboys
tell everybody who us a dime
It's the great hoe round up yo' time
I got to mine, then I'm outta here
Take a loss, back up just like coco grier
Ain't got to worry yo' potnah gettin caught like a lame
It won't be over til that big girl from sang"

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

Verse big boi

Yeah, it be over
Check out
Can you see I be hearin 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, that shit
up in your face I see a coward and a dimwit
Lookin to run up in my private home like you was the folks
Servin a warrant to a baby daddy, who do 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 to stack for ninety-six
another fleetwood, diamond took it, so know we's 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 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
don't know nothin bout big boi cause that nigga steady dippin
It over (why that, why that) till the bitch open her mouth up
And sang...

Verse big gipp

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

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