Luyện nghe bài hát Addicted to Danger

Yo up man?
Yeah, I gotta fulla this shit
Word, broads still me man, comin' over to grapevine right now
Yo I talk right now man, I gotta get off this phone

Damn, how'd I get into scam
Roll in a car with the trunk 5000 grand
I up from the curb, word
First thing it rocks, now my packing crazy birds

I gotta freak in the front
She got crazy game, might even more than me
And thats why I trust, I ain't no busta
One move and I'll dust her

But she that, keeps a gat
much plastic, always stays on phat
She said she me
Looks deep in my eyes, cries, all lies

She only loves my cash flow, dough
The false love of a and a hoe
But me and her job to do
Get this luggage to the crew

She got scanner, I hadta to the pigs talk
And if speakin about us then its jumping off
But I ain't sweatin' at all
2 roll up and 2 cops'll fall

The lines on the highway, I'm makin' my drift away
To my last stay
5 for a 459
I'm going back, no matter what the crime

Surrendering me
Fuck that, I'm court in the street G
For a like me there ain't no ounce
My life filled with drug busts and shoot

Pure ghetto anger, pure ghetto
ghetto anger, I'm addicted to danger
Some I crash clubs
Rollin' with the made of well known thugs

Cool out the freaks
Trucking much jewels, for beef
Thens some niggaz up
for a way to pump the reps up

But I the one
I'm handin' out downs, no need for guns
Sometimes I gotta ask
Is all this buck good for a niggaz health?

I don't why
Am I suicidal, do I die?
The answerin',
A headache in my temple

It says it ain't fair, it says it right
It says going down tonight
We made it to the drop spot
and Weston Ave, Snoody Fox

The posse was there, but it ain't
Fuckin' lights
Its all going down that blocks
I never seen that cops

It was a setup, my whole damn gettin' wet up
Big time, some dropped a dime
But in the flurry of gun shots
My adrenaline was hot

I crash on the floor of the ride
the gas, drove that Benz through they punk ass
Hit doin' 90
Looked in the rear view, no one me

I got on the
Called up the homies to see what wrong
But no time to sweat
I gotta trunk fulla shit, I was on phat

I just need a cool place to
Dumped the benzo, the G ride
Me and a freak hit a motel crash
The was hot

Rubbed me down, she adored me
Said the gunfire her horny
The she me back on the bed
Licked me to toe, toe to head

Then I my eyes real slowly is this love?
No not me, then I felt a in my chest
The smell of gun powder and flesh
I looked in her face, opened my
And her badge came out