Luyện nghe bài hát X-Tra Hot

MT, Benzino, Daz
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey, I'm with a hit at this dumpster
Plus your dump that real shit to blow out your twist
Pull out heaters if you're cold, warm it up, get it up
My niggas and my bitches get hands, get 'em up

I gets ride, get it raw like never before
Hard explore, nigga to knock down your door
It seems you take no more, so stick 'em up
Now give it up to get nigga's buck, what the fuck?

I struck a match, I tip my hat to the
I get them niggas, the laws of death, I got the rep
Motherfucker, my name is Daz, I'll ass
Everyday, all day, I big ass cash

just I keep on comin' with it, I know you're scared with it
It's Diggy Daz and Benzino back on a fuckin'
Oh no, I'm back with another dose
And if you niggas know, I rock coast to coast

I hit you that click-clack, in that pick-pack
Niggas do that and they said that I did that
The D A to the Z and Mr. Dillinger to fuck a priest
Now my niggas, you know who run the

Every time I around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
Don't act like you seen a
scream it out

Benzino, is risin'
I want you inside me, touchin' on my
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide feeling
hot and I'm waitin' for you

I'm steady livin' and shit, you see evident
I canary wearin' it, I'm not even not even
Ya meet her at the

experience, hit that
I'm killin' it, out, I'm swervin' it
Crapped out your nervousness
I be them cats

I'm not concerned them
Who do I never of ya act out?
I ya, blast out I'm burnin' ya
Niggas that appalin'
And I be importin' them

Fly that ass Zino, put you up in first
She bring a coat for D A Z at the crib L-T
Feelin' doggy-style, three

Every time I around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me coast to
act like you seen a ghost
Just it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this
hot and I'm waitin' for you

Click-clack, I'm 'em, hit stacks, I'm clutchin' 'em
This track, I'm crushin' 'em, back door, I'm it
Flip rhymes, with it, hit dimes, I'm sick with it

Grit nines, I'm spittin' it, ass hard, he it
Blast off, I'm it, drop-top, be wheelin'
And everybody be sayin' that "Benzino is the thing"

Now here we go again, let's get this again, fuck it
I fly to Logan and rip up the show again
Chronic steady, smokin' it, the drama provokin' it

Niggas already knowin' Jacob, he keeps me glowin'
And East we keep it hustlin', South they it crunk
And West they keep it comin' and West they on gunnin' it

time I come around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why don't you yell it
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
Don't act like you a ghost
scream it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this
Extra hot and I'm for you

Every time I around to your club or the spot
We got it hot, all my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?