Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Junction

Yeah yeah, yes Junction, yes yes
Elope ski *coughs* ahh damn.. yeah, check this out

Niggas elope wit ski and fall like avalanches
Tootin like it's cool a fool, and I can't just
Sit around and watch those nose flame
My is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it to fall

Lookin Ms. Pac-Man, hammers and Vogues and cat-man
I'm speakin about pros cause you know nothing bout that man
The nigga the B-I-G is high and fly like
You about the beatin, this my ends is never met, nigga

Black man, man, Jew man ain't no joke
Remember me and my used to sit up on the porch
And about when we get older now we up against the ropes
Yeah they kickin niggas door down; it ain't no dope on the streets

And a quarter pound of feet weed, all a nigga like me need
Talkin about that sess, nigga you all up in that mess
But never shall you test, and never shall you
Runnin up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothin but dead

Be careful where you cause you might not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

A-well I'm drankin on yak while I'm off in that 'llac ('llac)
The junkies around my way are always up on that crack
Be layin College Park hoes flat on they backs (backs)
Livin the life of pimps steadily this paper stack
Niggas don't understand the plan, crumble yo' herb man
'til they start kickin the do' in, we ready to blast dem
Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) we bout, to (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, knock 'em up off ass boi

We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that
People got we forgot they always gonna keep a
Right up they you won't believe they deceive like weave
Thieves can't break in your crib and in that good life too
So gimme me and then I'm straight, as
See, blindfolds cover three eyes
We wise to the fact so we attack with we know
Heaven is the good life, so what you strivin fo'? Yeah

Be careful where you roam cause you not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you players ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

Well like and football socks
A be rockin the mic like birthdays
Jon and Ser-cy, so are you wor-thy?
I'm callin yo' ass a pimp
Yappin about this you run wit
bouncin to that dumb shit
So what mo' can you wit?

Yes, they can bite, but be us
can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed, to fit in "My Adidas"
So Run D.M.C. is me and no, don't got no heater

Well we zippin around the corner in that stankin Lincoln
I got my up under my seat
in case these youngsters tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on another man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers lose and try to take my spot

Well, they come like stallions in the night
Usually fo' or five, is when they figure the time is right
When you good and sleep, I sleep until I seen it
Wit my own eyes, 'til they come over the - surprised

Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it
In the junction, in the
Don't you ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,