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

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

Who them boys that be having the every occasion
side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the middle we stay calm, we drop bombs
Asking we come from, South Post Lodge

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

This ol MC stepped up to me
Challenged to a battle and I stood there patiently
As he spit and over cliches, so called freestylin'
Whole purpose just to make me feel low, I guess you
I say look boi, I ain't for fuck shit; so fuck this
Let me explain on this style so you don't miss
I grew up to myself not round no park
Just a bustin' flows off in apartments

Now who them that be having the cronk every occasion
This side niggas dusting, that side niggas
But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop
Asking where we come from, Post slums

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

It chromes to the Fleetwoods, Coups to the Villes
Hittin Girbauds and off flows we having the player chill
In this this ain't no practice here we cutting the fool now
I'm doing ya at the and throwing you out because I'm through now
Don't you love the way we claming Bankhead,
Looking around the for the herb that's never tainted
Fainted you heard the bourbon serving on the block
And all you biting individuals to check yourselfs and stop

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

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