Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

I the crib, they say "Breeze you ain't know?"
I say "What?" "Big got popped 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 the money man has slipped and got his throat cut
And everything that we took from the
I heard talkin' about it at the White House
Man I you said that this job was for me and you
I ain't know that Bill Clampett some too

You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that
I'm 'bout to dip and see my up in, nah!
Can't tell you where I put my extra playa card
them Red Dog police know we homeboys
Just tell everybody who owe us a
It's the great hoe up yo' money time
I got to have mine, then I'm here
Take a loss, back up just like Coco Grier
got to worry bout yo' partner gettin' caught like a lame
It won't be over 'til that big girl Decatur sang"

It won't be over till that big girl Decatur sang
East Pointe police know a damn thang

Yeah, it be over, check this out
Can you see I be hearin'
to spirits when I sleep
Peep this out real quick,
We gets on this beat and
About pimp shit, that walk with that limp shit
That hemp
up in your face
I see a and a dim wit
to run up in my private home
Just you was the folks

Servin' a warrant to a daddy
Who do come to quote?
On a Tuesday, Fool's Day
Don't get caught
Leavin' the off in the ignition
Makin' me by suspicion
Penny Pincher's tryin' to for ninety-six
Buyin' another Fleetwood, Diamond it
So we's in the mix
I need to take my ass to the crib and drop the off

them niggas at the corner store
Been lookin' at me for too
There've been like accidents on
High days are better 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 know nothin' about Big Boi
'Cause that nigga dippin'
It ain't over, why that, why
Till the bitch open her mouth up and sang,

Took me a long time to get
time man
I'm talkin' about years and
Riding past funeral fields holdin' bodies of my
If you don't yourself
Now how the fuck you gonna
How you to get paid?
walk around, get with shade tree ass ways
Fuck a fade, let my drag

Back and like a see-saw
Lily, to lilypad dad
Lookin' to get my feel
I'm broke in some old men
Who'd stop or would stop
I'm droppin' lines for the big
Sixteen is I started to dream
It's I'm in your face
Can you that bitch screaming?

It won't be over that big girl from Decatur sang