Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' Corners

Big A K A all up off in yo main gul drawers
Frank the dirty hog
That's of that Peruvian weed
Okay, okay okay okay, okay

Now is a pimpin' day so
I slide on my with black alligators
Feather in my hat wit a 3 tux
Ice in my grill my Rollie stay plush

Don't got no main lady I don't like to fuck
Just got one I can trust to bust these down to dust
Split these G'z out with us, shut these P'z to flush
I got sluts that can puff and blow yo nuts they bust what

We bendin' corners in a crush
And keep 2 clips cuz I'm quick to
One pimp 4 so we gon' ball
We got a case of yak so my dick fall

Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville tall
Eight 12's beat the hinges off the like stonewall
And we creep when we crawl here we come
We poppin' and here comes the 1 and that's for real

I'm bendin' in my Cadillac
Pistol under my seat wit a sack full of
Smoking hay, blown

I'm corners in my Cadillac
4 hoes in the back one in my lap
Getting head, on the

Now, it's eight rules to my game of
Rule 1, learn 'em all and 'em right
Rule 2, don't take no from none of these hoes
Just be bought 2 things 'em out and leavin' 'em broke

Rule 3, if you get some bread to buy a key
Make sure the nigga you getting it don't work for the MPD
Rule 4, if you ever try to kick in a doe, kick it the first time
You don't lay out the doe

Rule 5, most important, keep yo pride
Fuck what they sayin' hind closed doors, you know the South get
Rule 6, them playahaters to suck yo dick, get mad like a bitch
'Cuz they shit ain't hits

Rule 7, aww naw, now should've been 1
Don't eva leave the house being strapped wit a gun
Rule 8, just repeat 1 to 7, and if you eva get to
Hug my Uncle Kevin

Bring it back now, them 20 got that Coup Deville sittin' tall
Eight beat the hinges off the trunk like stone wall
We gon' creep when we here we come
We poppin' 65432 and here comes the 1 and that's for

I'm bendin' in my Cadillac
Pistol my seat wit a sack full of crack
Smoking hay, getting

I'm bendin' corners in my
4 hoes, in the back, one in my lap
head, on the road

Now ask yo self, am I the slickest you eva saw
They call me Peter Westraw, the devil's son in law,
I know you niggaz know how
To the saddest hoes snort powder and get live

Been doing this shit since the age 5, way back in 85' and I still tired
But 'Cuz that's something that ya'll need to know
I empty out yo block I'm gone fill it wit holes

Bring it back now them 20 inches got that Coup Deville tall
Eight beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall
And we creep when we crawl
We poppin' 65432 and here the 1 and that's for real

I'm bendin' corners in my
Pistol under my wit a sack full of crack
hay, getting blown

I'm corners in my Cadillac
4 in the back one head in my lap
Getting head, on the

I'm corners in my Cadillac
Pistol under my wit a sack full of crack
hay, getting blown

I'm bendin' in my Cadillac
4 in the back, one head in my lap
head, on the road

On the road, getting
On the road, getting
On the road, hay
Getting blown, hay

blown, smoking hay
Getting blown, hay