Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Or Beamer

It all started at an accident scene on and Ashby
It's not clear if the suspect caused it, it is he wielded
A and told to get out of his car

Yeah, yeah, it
From alligator belts to patty melts, I be smoothest nigga
So how do you figga that Atlant don't be dem triggas
The playalistic pimp is up in this, bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin' that

See, one is for the money, two is for my who jack
Niggaz ain't takin' that no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin'
I'm up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul

Too close for comfort, too to home
Too close to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why you get yo' own
As long as I got legally
People see that we can be on top of without causin'

nigga sorrow, I know it seems it ain't enough to go around
But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob 'cause a better day tomorrow
That's all I can say, tell the future
Tomorrow's another day but today, they just shoot you

For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, better be out your
Quick and snappy a happy face before you bleed
Ask me if that material shit is yo' life
I don't know about yours but if so you pipes right

Deep in the dungeon for these months
Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass, around dem
Had to cut it out shears, but for years I used to burn 'em
Gettin' deep in my thoughts just to get off my sternum

Chess, I never played but made many a
I still blame it on session 'cause I remember the due
I guess, I feel that a Benz is out of the question

The world is Hootie Hoo, but in my pockets nuthin'
But gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm
but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke

I'm travelin' up to Jersey with keys off in my trunk
And thinkin' of startin' the ways to get motherfucker krunk
See, yes, I be that nigga with that sess off in my chest
Smokin' and tokin' token blacks that wanted to test

See strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz, die
I fuck no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty
Be activatin' that Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has stolen
Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause it's this

I got these thoughts, similar to the ones in call of the
Up in the Benz is where I be about a hundred miles
The world is fucked up, how these niggaz be drivin'
Vehicular homicide with their off in your trunk

To me the cards is not belong, I use that arm robbery
spree, look at me, W M B
Backwards, you to the cha cha with these verses

Comin' the projects make you sleep off in dem hearses
I got a word of wisdom for those who must
You'll be needin' a physical therapist you can't fuck with this

While you sat down by the seashore thinkin' about some
I was around the corner Pleasant Hill thinkin' about the V-12
But maybe not for long because I done seen the light
I'm my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be alright

Just moving the steering side to side like a slalom
Now I got no problem, I'm just breakin' the steerin' column
I spot him in the of the Marta parkin' lot

I'm hearin' a voice in the back of my head yellin' stop
But do I stop, naw, I figure a come up
But now I'm goin' down 'cause the wanna run up, damn

days, the best way to deal with a car jacker
Is to give them what they want