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

From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowing, spitting his
Coming up on ya the South, the A-T-Liens ain't changed
than most players claim to be
A nigga that's the A-Town see
The home of the Bankhead Bounce, Campbellton Road and other streets
Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we not fiction
Speaking of pulling yo' girl looking at Jheri you bitches
Every time I rhyme for y'all, I'm to prove a point
Kicking a freestyle every now and
But off the joint
See I smoke 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, cause y'all niggas jokes the joker
I'm sick of these ass rappers like I'm tired of hoes in chokers

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

It's Two Dope 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 make me low, I guess you wilin'
I say look boi, I for that fuck shit; so fuck this
Let me explain on this child style so you don't
I grew up to not round no park bench
Just a nigga bustin' off in apartments

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

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

It goes to the Fleetwoods, Coups to the Villes
Hittin Girbauds and off these flows we having the chill
In this atmosphere this ain't no practice here we the fool now
I'm doing ya at the house and throwing you out I'm through now
you love the way we claming Bankhead, stankhead
Looking around the for the herb that's never tainted
Fainted when you heard the 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 worth to risk 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 ain't got no
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
While my partner got the squeegee and the
somewhere in my life I done went wrong just like a syntax
Error, bring the terror to your dome P.E.
Prone to finish this out this be a free-style

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