Luyện nghe bài hát Driveby Miss Daisy

Picture a on the warpath
And he'll spread through the city
And leave a trail of blood
And to those that know, not a phony
But tonight he'll get his vengence on the
Who killed his

Don't give a fuck, he'll take you on out
the hood is where it's good is what its about
Geah, don't wanna squable, through or even kick him
Just pull the fucking trigger 'cause to him your a victim

in the car, ash traces of dub
Hit a of corners and pulls up at the bud
Spot where it's hot, boy he knows it
But before he the killing, he's got to get loaded

Throws up the set, he bones out quick
Then he spits at a just for riding his dick
Now he's at the curb and he gots the feeling
He tells his homey, "G, get ready for the killing"

Little did he know Miss. in the kitchen
Standing cooking chicken, 9 started
Ran up to the back of the house releigh races
Just like a robbery, bandanas on their faces

He heres this fucking little voice in his
And its saying kill, we're all in the same gang
He tells it back, that ain't the I'm in
Because the gang I'm in is in it to win

So he killed off the sucker right he didn't stop
Ran through the rooms and pop pop pop
The explenation for this, he must was
I guess why he had to drive by Miss. Daisy

And now the driveby, say to my little friend
You die,

Check out the high rolling, young balling, mack, daddy
Drive a 190E, ain't got no for a caddy
He got snaps he jacked a nigga
But he fucked up smooth and didn't pull the
Now a contract for your head on a platter
If there's somebody with you they'll them too it don't matter

Now your laying low at your girlfriend's
And your thinking of the shit that you did
Now you got balls and you pull jack
Another and another, your on fat

Dont give a fuck if he spends time in
Just up the 9 with the hollow point shells
So nows he's on a mission, to or be killed
Since somebody's got to do it and the shoes are to be

So now 12 o'clock and it's time for a jack
Not even thinking it was time for
And yeah, you spot a who'll get the rag pack
Rolling close behind you blase a 20 sack

He stops at a light on and Central
Jump the fuck out put the gun to the window, it's kinda
But you know how it and what the fuck was in store
It was the same punk who you to jack before

And he won't give up shit, blank hesitation
Miss. Daisy at the mobile gas station
His 9 went click, 9 went clack
Miss. Daisy tried to run but got a shell in her
The explanation for he must was crazy
I that's why he had to driveby Miss. Daisy

And now the driveby, I'm get you mutherfucker
Say to my little friend, so long, have a good trip
You die