Luyện nghe bài hát Highway 85

Take it to the north side
N.W.A nigga

Woke up at about noon
just thought that I had to be on the soon
Hop in my Beamer to see my
my mom started 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
See some niggas that ain't like where I from
I grabbed my Glock then I one number
Tell my brother I'm slipping and I'm in trouble
So the nigga I don't made a move to the right
I grabbed the Glock and it at him on sight
The nigga to the left me put the gun down
Bow one round, uh, its going
I ran out the store, I believe I ain't hit
My Migos pull up with macs and
Rel hopped out and let 2 off
I looked around the corner it's Gwinnett County law
I rolled down the window, the officer
Put his in my car, he say he smell the herb
He opened up the door and me can he search?
Hell naw, officer you know how much I'm
I'm a million

High speed chase, down 85
Blue and white on the north side
High speed chase, going 85
nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, down 85
Blue and white lights on the side
High speed chase, going 85
Young nigga trying to see no jail time

High chase going down 29
on my line sayin' I'm on Fox 5
I "you sure Ma?" she said "baby it's live"
I said "Fuck twelve" up the alpine
Rockin' down Boggs seen a punk ass busta
Got the 38 on me but this bitch rusty
it I'ma shoot it, if it's jammed then I'm running
Bow bow bow bow must be from Oakland
I ran through the cut, 12 me
on gas got the best of me
He getting so close, bout to me
I turned around and the clip, get from round me
It's fucked up, niggas in the hood they each other
And most of us got single parents, a mother
Niggas in the kitchen whipping chickens, get butter
Police on my ass the Budniks on the Cutlass
Police pull me over got the mac in the
Wait he get up out the car and hit the gas
High chase down 29
And if I get caught I'm gettin' a

High speed chase, down 85
and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, down 85
Young ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, down 85
and white lights on the north side
High chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't to see no jail time

Once upon a time not ago
Three amigos by the name of Takeoff Quavo
Stayed on the north side, that's where goes
And if a nigga disrespect, he meet the home
up in the morning, thank him 'cause it's me that he chose
Migo Jerz at the bando a fork in a bowl
My nigga called me at the park and said getting too deep
Jumped in my R8 with seats and hit the streets
down club drive feeling myself
I know the block inside, I'm screaming 12 sparking a spliff
My conscious telling me You Takeoff think I see 12
Damn I shouldn't of served nigga at the shell
Now lemme you a riddle
Mirror on the wall
what would you do if police told you pulled your car?
Mirror, when do you picture the Migos off?
The said you stupid boy, don't ask that question at all
I see red and blue lights as I look in my rear
Put the gas out, Friday and it's smokey in here
Fuck another high speed chase, that's the Hemi kick in
Forgive me for my sins, I ain't going to the pen
gon be a

High chase, going down 85
Blue and white on the north side
High speed chase, down 85
nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, down 85
Blue and white lights on the north
speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't to see no jail time