Luyện nghe bài hát Highway 85

Take it back to the side
Migo N.W.A

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

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

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

High Speed going down 29
Mama on my sayin' I'm on Fox 5
I said "you sure Ma?" she said "baby live"
I "Fuck twelve" turn up the alpine
down Boggs Road seen a punk ass busta
Got the 38 on me but this bitch rusty
Fuck it shoot it, if it's jammed then I'm running
Bow bow bow bow crumpet be from Oakland
I ran the cut, 12 chasin' me
Smoking on gas got the of me
He so close, bout to tackle me
I around and emptied the clip, get from round me
It's fucked up, in the hood they killing each other
And most of us got single parents, a mother
Niggas in the kitchen chickens, tryna get butter
on my ass 'cause the Budniks on the Cutlass
Police me over got the mac in the back
Wait he get up out the car and hit the gas
High speed chase 29
And if I get I'm gettin' a lifetime

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

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

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

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