Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Junction

Yeah yeah, yes Junction, yes yes
Elope ski slopes ahh damn.. yeah, check this out

Niggas elope wit ski slopes and like avalanches
Tootin like it's bein a fool, and I can't just
Sit around and watch those nose flame
My ends is loose and you can't that rain
When it starts to

Lookin like Ms. Pac-Man, hammers and and cat-man
I'm speakin about these cause you know nothing bout that man
The nigga the is high and fly like ValuJet
You thinkin about the beatin, this my is never met, nigga

Black man, man, Jew man ain't no joke
Remember me and my cousin to sit up on the porch
And about when we get older now we up against the ropes
they kickin niggas door down; cause it ain't no dope on the streets

And a quarter pound of feet weed, that's all a nigga me need
Talkin about that Southern sess, nigga you all up in that
But never shall you test, and never you quit
up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothin but dead nigga

Be where you roam cause you might not make it home
In the junction, in the
you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love the that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

A-well I'm drankin on yak while I'm dippin off in that ('llac)
The junkies around my way are smokin up on that crack
Be layin them College Park hoes on they backs (backs)
Livin the life of steadily makin this paper stack
Niggas don't the master plan, crumble yo' herb man
'til they start kickin the do' in, then we to blast dem
Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) we bout, to (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, knock 'em up off ass boi

We struggle like fat hoes just to get things those
People got we forgot always gonna keep a plot
up they sleeve you won't believe they deceive like weave
Thieves can't break in your crib and leave in that life too
So me and then I'm straight, as eight-oh-five
See, blindfolds cover three eyes
We wise to the fact so we attack with what we
Heaven is the only good life, so what you strivin fo'?

Be careful you roam cause you might not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya
and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

Well like and football socks
A nigga be rockin the mic like
Lil' Jon and Ser-cy, so are you
I'm yo' ass a flawed pimp
Yappin this crew you run wit
Bankhead to that dumb shit
So what mo' can you come

Yes, can bite, but cannot be us
They can and pick up little slang but cannot see us
You to be ashamed, trying to fit in "My Adidas"
So Run like D.M.C. is me and no, don't got no

Well we around the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln
I got my heat up my seat
Just in case these youngsters to take it
Pullin the pistol on another black man was the plot
But sometimes my brothers theyself and try to take my spot

Well, they come like stallions in the night
Usually around fo' or five, is when they figure the time is
When you good and sleep, I couldn't sleep I seen it
Wit my own eyes, 'til they come over the hill -

Be careful where you roam cause you not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,