Luyện nghe bài hát Smokedope And Rap

I smoke like a mother fucking nut
You got a gram bag get the and roll her up
'cause a nigga like me, cant it when im high
Get the visine for the red eyes
Jumped in the Cutlass with the from the set
The went out, but we aint done yet
Get one blaze like its barbeque beef
it aint nuttin a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
yea, im a 6'5" motherfucker
if u know me, you would think i was a clucker
but im not a im a dodger and a ducker
come a lil closer im a show u im a ya
and if i cant u get my gun and im a buck ya
turn u over a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya
a fiend for the weed ill tweak
4 15's in ur trunk thats
proper ass zapco, alpine
put the coke on the dash a dolla do a line
pump maybe 1 2 3
or the shit by the I.M.P
now im high a motherfucking jet
a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set
slang thangs and fuck these hoes,
one line at a goes up a niggas nose
the shit clean my just like a shower
or thai blend it in with the powder
now im chewy high with a ass dick
ooh there goes my pager could it be a bitch
oooh its Janine, she licked my dick
cum right away bring a bag of weed
Like a nigga sick, caught up in the groove
Kill the pussy bust a nut and like a vet stick and
Out of that a quickies all i need she got mad
Because I killed it and I bring the weed
I did bring the but I left in my Cutty
Did you really think I would smoke some dank you dummy? (yeah)
No, Dre Dog eyes
See my Cougnut nigga let's get high
He said I got the and you got the dank
He said my nigga Dre Dog is the place
For me to get and you to get drunk
We smoke dope we rap and hoes we fuuck

Ooh I'm high as from snorting that girl
brush Mr. Cee so I could tidy up the
Out shop hoes do jock
See my Cutty in a rag I drop top
See the freak on the block I think her was Kim
Just her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim
I said hi how you doin, my is Dre Dog
You me your number I'll give you a call
She my hair looked proper as it blew in the wind
But I can't her number 'cause I fucked her best friend
It's a I'm a nigga that just don't care
Except for my dope my and hair
'cause everywhere I go it's the same damn
Nigga more dope than Cheech and Chong
I love to tell the but I'm such a good liar
The Dre Dog smoke more than Richard Pryor
I'm true to the dope that I no joke
Check me right now there's a in my coat
Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop (what?)
Rubber car keys and ID fake
And rhymes do pay so my do grow
I snort so much snow they should call me Dre Blow
I don't drink beer I don't drink gin
Bust the hit the pussy then I try to fuck her friends
Dre Dog don't laugh ain't a damn thing
When talk to freaks who ain't got no money
I done enough blunts fool to fill my brain
boy do me raw cut cocaine
And niggas get pumped when they smell dank
When they smell dank aroma then they know I'm on the
They me drank but I don't get drunk
I smoke dope I rap and hoes I fuck