Luyện nghe bài hát Driveby Miss Daisy

Picture a nigga on the
And he'll spread terror through the
And leave a of blood baths
And to those that know, not a phony
But tonight he'll get his on the fool
Who his homey

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

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

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

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

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

So he killed off the right there 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
a 190E, ain't got no time 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 kill them too it don't matter

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

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

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

He at a light on Elandra and Central
the fuck out put the gun to the window, it's kinda simple
But you know how it deal and the fuck was in store
It was the same punk who you tried to jack

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

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