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 changed
Cooler than most players to be
A nigga that's the A-Town see
The home of the Bankhead Bounce, Campbellton Road and city streets
Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not
Speaking of pulling yo' girl looking at curls you bitches
Every time I rhyme for y'all, I'm looking to a point
a freestyle every now and then
But mostly off the
See I smoke good cause see it go good wit flows, why
The nigga the like Tony Rich nobody knows why
But me and my folks, cause y'all jokes like the joker
I'm sick of these wack ass rappers I'm tired of hoes in chokers

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

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

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

Now who them boys that be having the cronk occasion
This 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 Just Two Dope Boyz In A
It's Two Dope Boyz In A Cadillac

It goes chromes to the Fleetwoods, to the Villes
Hittin Girbauds and off flows we having the player chill
In this atmosphere this 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 claming Bankhead,
Looking around the SWATS for the herb that's never
Fainted when you heard the bourbon 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 Queens in my castle ain't 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 got no Rolex
Or no diamond at the with a sign saying "We'll rap for food"
My face is bawled up cause I in a happy mood
While my got the squeegee and the Windex
Cause somewhere in my life I done went wrong just like a
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 the cronk every occasion
This niggas dusting, that side niggas lacing
But in the middle we calm
We drop