Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Junction

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

Niggas wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches
like it's cool bein a fool, and I can't just
Sit around and watch those membranes flame
My is loose and you can't stop that rain
it starts to fall

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

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

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

Be careful where you roam cause you might not it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya
'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 them College Park hoes flat on they backs (backs)
the life of pimps steadily makin this paper stack
Niggas don't the master plan, crumble yo' herb man
'til they start the do' in, then we ready to blast dem
Out (Out) 'Kast ('Kast) we bout, to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, 'em up off they ass boi

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

Be careful where you roam 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 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,

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 about this you run wit
Bankhead to that dumb shit
So mo' can you come wit?

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

we zippin around the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln
I got my heat up under my
Just in case these tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on black man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers theyself and try to take my spot

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

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