Luyện nghe bài hát Spaghetti Junction

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

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

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

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

And a quarter pound of feet weed, all a nigga like me need
Talkin that Southern 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 get you nothin but dead nigga

Be careful you roam cause you might not make it home
In the junction, in the
you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla ya rims
and pimps and macks 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 smokin up on crack
Be layin them College Park flat on they backs (backs)
Livin the life of pimps steadily this paper stack
Niggas understand the master 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, 'em up off they ass boi

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

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

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

Yes, can bite, but cannot 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 like D.M.C. is me and no, got no heater

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

Well, they come black stallions in the night
Usually around fo' or five, is when they figure the is right
When you good and sleep, I couldn't until I seen it
Wit my own eyes, they come over the hill - surprised

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