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

From the of my lungs a nigga be blowing, spitting his game
Coming up on ya from the South, the ain't changed
than most players claim to be
A nigga from the A-Town see
The home of the Bankhead Bounce, Road and other city streets
Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not
Speaking of pulling yo' girl looking at curls you bitches
Every time I for y'all, I'm looking to prove a point
Kicking a freestyle every now and
But off the joint
See I smoke good see it go good wit them flows, why
The nigga the B-I-G like Tony Rich nobody 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 that be having the cronk every occasion
This side dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the we stay calm, we just drop bombs
Asking where we come from, South Post

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

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

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

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

It goes chromes to the Fleetwoods, Coups to the
Hittin Girbauds and off 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 you out because I'm through now
Don't you love the way we Bankhead, stankhead
Looking around the SWATS for the that's never tainted
Fainted when you heard the bourbon serving on the
And all you biting individuals to check 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 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 with a sign saying "We'll rap for food"
My face is bawled up cause I ain't in a mood
While my partner got the squeegee and the
somewhere in my life I done went wrong just like a syntax
Error, the terror to your dome like P.E.
Prone to finish this out cause this be a

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