Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Ounce

You fuck with 8, I said it before
It's that muthafucka who's breaking it down to your core
I'm making muthafuckas, to the beat
So on back as I bring the heat
a 40, that's my booze
Cutting these on the one's and the two's
O-Dog, (Dog), is ahead of the
Slammin the tables yellin, Domino!
You can't wit dis, you can't fuck wit dat
So tell muthafuckas, to get the fuck back
O's back on track, these dope ass hits
Name another you know who spins and spits
I gets wicked, remember I'm the one
The one who all black, like a catholic nun
So why don't you, pass me a 40, so i can get
Or whatever brew you got, just make sure muthafuckas coolin'
But I only put a Milwaukee in my mouth
So if you're drinking bud you to get your dumbass out
It's a hometown thang, you can't that
So if you put in my presense, you better be chinstraped
Always you'll be checked, shoulda known better
muthafucka, now put that shit in the shredder
Cuz better than that
So brace as I twist the cap of my...

"40 Ounce in my lap and freezing my balls"

Verse 2, im back up in dat ass
in the cooler as I start to scratch
I'm cutting these fools, out the mix
Rollin there asses up like swisher sweet sticks, So bitch...
Please, You can't fuck with deez, and you know
Were loked out on the microphone, and we show
So back, as I come rollin in
got my ride and already pourin the juice and gin
But a fool like me doesn't like that fancy
I like some O.E., wit swisher sweet sticks
And that's just, the flavor that I
So if you got a brew in your hand, your doing
I don't my drinks like a bitch
I a big ass gulp of dat golden brown crisp
Tip it up!, so the hit the top
And since it's on O's lips it may be empty when it
You that I can handle mine
my brew down, and I"ll be just fine
I don't funny, I don't pass out
Stick my hand in the cooler, another one out
So it comes to brew, I know what to do
Had my first of it at age 3 or 2
So does it matter if it's O.E., ST, or High
Hell no loc, it cold...It's ight