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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes get evicted
I'm dealing with Queens in my castle ain't worth to it
Now tricks be looking at me 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 at the exit with a sign saying "We'll rap for food"
My face is bawled up cause I in a happy mood
my partner got the squeegee and the Windex
Cause somewhere in my life I done went wrong just a syntax
Error, bring the terror to your like P.E.
Prone to finish out cause this be a free-style

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