Luyện nghe bài hát Two Dope Boyz (in A Cadillac)

From the bottom of my a nigga be blowing, spitting his game
Coming up on ya from the South, the A-T-Liens ain't
Cooler than most players to be
A nigga from the A-Town see
The home of the Bounce, Campbellton Road and other city streets
Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we not fiction
Speaking of pulling yo' girl looking at Jheri curls you
Every time I rhyme for y'all, I'm to prove a point
Kicking a every now and then
But mostly off the
See I smoke good see it go good wit them flows, why
The nigga the B-I-G like Tony nobody knows why
But me and my folks, cause y'all niggas jokes like the
I'm sick of these ass rappers like I'm tired of hoes in chokers

Who them boys that be the cronk every occasion
This side dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the middle we calm, we just drop bombs
Asking where we come from, South Post

It's Just Two Dope In A Cadillac
Just Two Dope Boyz In A Cadillac

This ol sucka MC up to me
Challenged to a battle and I stood there patiently
As he and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylin'
Whole purpose just to make me feel low, I you wilin'
I say boi, I ain't for that fuck shit; so fuck this
Let me explain on this child style so you miss
I up to myself not round no park bench
a nigga bustin' flows off in apartments

Now who them boys that be having the every occasion
side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the we stay calm, we just drop bombs
Asking we come from, South Post slums

It's Just Two Boyz In A Cadillac
It's Just Two Dope In A Cadillac

It goes chromes to the Fleetwoods, to the Villes
Hittin Girbauds and off these flows we having the player
In this atmosphere this ain't no practice here we the fool now
I'm doing ya at the house and you out because I'm through now
Don't you love the way we Bankhead, stankhead
around the SWATS for the herb that's never tainted
Fainted when you heard the serving on the block
And all you biting individuals need to yourselfs and stop

Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and that get evicted
I'm dealing with Queens in my ain't worth to risk it
Now tricks be looking at me like I'm they way up out the
Can't put you on my payroll, and no I got no Rolex
Or no diamond at the exit with a sign "We'll rap for food"
My face is bawled up cause I in a happy mood
my partner got the squeegee and the Windex
Cause somewhere in my life I done went just like a syntax
Error, bring the terror to dome like P.E.
Prone to this out cause this be a free-style

Now who boys that be having the cronk every occasion
side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the middle we stay
We just