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 from the South, the A-T-Liens changed
than most players claim to be
A nigga that's from the see
The home of the Bankhead Bounce, Campbellton and other city streets
of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction
Speaking of pulling yo' girl looking at Jheri curls you
Every time I for y'all, I'm looking to prove a point
a freestyle every now and then
But off the joint
See I smoke good cause see it go good wit flows, why
The nigga the B-I-G like Rich nobody knows why
But me and my folks, cause y'all jokes like the joker
I'm sick of these wack ass rappers like I'm tired of in chokers

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

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

ol sucka MC stepped up to me
Challenged Andre to a battle and I there patiently
As he spit and stumbled 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 don't
I up to myself not round no park bench
Just a nigga flows off in apartments

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

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

It goes chromes to the Fleetwoods, Coups to the
Girbauds and off these flows we having the player chill
In atmosphere this ain't no practice here we cutting the fool now
I'm doing ya at the house and throwing you out because I'm now
Don't you the way we claming Bankhead, stankhead
Looking around the SWATS for the that's never tainted
Fainted when you the bourbon serving on the block
And all you biting individuals need to check yourselfs and

Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, and hoes that get evicted
I'm dealing with in my castle ain't worth to risk it
Now be looking at me like I'm they way up out the pro-jects
put you on my payroll, and no I ain't got no Rolex
Or no diamond at the exit with a saying "We'll rap for food"
My face is bawled up I ain't 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 your like P.E.
Prone to this out cause this be a free-style

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