Luyện nghe bài hát Decatur Psalm

I call the crib, they say "Breeze you know?"
I say "What?" "Big got popped in his Benzo!"
I "Damn man, I'm riding in his Lexus"
I'm 'bout to dump this nigga's in New Dimensions
Get to the crib so I can Big Slate up
And tell them the man has slipped and got his throat cut
And everything we took from the warehouse
I somebody talkin' about it at the White House
Man I you said 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 that
I'm to dip and see my sister up in, nah!
even tell you where I put my extra playa card
'Cause them Red Dog police we homeboys
Just everybody who owe us a dime
It's the great hoe round up yo' money
I got to have mine, then I'm here
Take a loss, back up just like Coco Grier
Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner caught like a lame
It won't be over that big girl from Decatur sang"

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

Yeah, it be over, check this out
Can you see what I be
Talkin' to when I sleep
Peep this out quick, slick
We gets on beat and speak
About that pimp shit, walk with that limp shit
hemp shit
Lookin' up in your
I see a and a dim wit
Lookin' to run up in my home
like you was the folks

Servin' a warrant to a baby
Who do they to quote?
On a Tuesday, April Day
get caught slippin'
Leavin' the off in the ignition
Makin' me guilty by
Pincher's tryin' to stack for ninety-six
Buyin' Fleetwood, Diamond took it
So we's in the mix
I need to take my ass to the crib and drop the off

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

Took me a long time to get
Long man
I'm talkin' years and years
Riding past fields holdin' bodies of my peers
If you educate yourself
Now how the fuck you gonna
How you 'posed to get
Niggas walk around, get with shade tree ass
Fuck a fade, let my hair

and forth like a see-saw
Jumpin' Lily, to dad
Lookin' to get my feel
I'm broke in like old men
Who'd stop or would stop
I'm lines for the big plot
Sixteen is I started to dream
It's ninety-six I'm in face
Can you hear bitch screaming?

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