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 and fall like avalanches
Tootin like it's bein a fool, and I can't just
Sit and watch those nose membranes flame
My is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it to fall

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

Black man, white man, Jew man ain't no
Remember me and my used to sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older now we up against the
Yeah they kickin niggas door cause it ain't no dope on the streets

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

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

I'm drankin on yak while I'm dippin off in that 'llac ('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 pimps steadily makin this paper
Niggas don't understand the master plan, crumble yo' man
they start kickin the do' in, then we ready to blast dem
Out (Out) like ('Kast) we bout, to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, 'em up off they ass boi

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

Be careful where you roam cause you might not 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 play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

Well flip-flops and football socks
A nigga be rockin the mic birthdays
Lil' Jon and Ser-cy, so are you
I'm callin yo' ass a pimp
Yappin this crew you run wit
Bankhead bouncin to dumb shit
So mo' can you come wit?

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 D.M.C. is me and no, don't got no heater

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

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

Be careful where you roam cause you might not it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you 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 corners you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,