Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Oz

Yeah nigga! D12 up in this motherfucker!
You know how we get we wild in the club
Motherfuckers, everybody get crunk in too nigga!
So wile the out!

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Bitch!

We fucked up, let us in the
One of y'all niggas catch a slug
I'm so drunk, I hurl for a month
Any nigga pop shit, go to the
D12 shit, nigga come get us
7 run in, wild niggas wit us
Cause all my niggas, is talking that
And got no problem, wit no bitch
have my wife, cut your throat
Blunts, cannons, that's all we
Wile the out, stab you wit a knife
It's D12 nigga, we to fucking fight!

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Bitch!

trying to be the first one
To catch blade in the throat?!
You know po po don't let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I just clapped three people, you be number four!
If you don't the fuck up and get the fuck off the floor!
My crew is taking as soon as we hit the door!
You hit the door, but we coming in and you home!
Security, they can't even us because they know!
Avenue soldiers hold us down, rep where ever we go!
Chugging on our and holding our forty-fo's!
We come wit toasters like we just opened and loans!
And we don't need your tonight homie we brought our own!
So whatever you sipping on and let's get it on!!

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Bitch!

We as a motherfucker, we bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club to get jumped
I settle my wit AK's, barettas
We don't 'posed to be in here wit our weapons but they let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, we walk in you can smell trouble
flying, bitches crying, niggas bleeding
You retreating, running to your car and skating off, re
We examples outta you running yo mouth
You reason why you peoples is they 40's out
Dirty Dozen wiling, niggas bloody
And you gon to pour out a keg for all your homies!

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Bitch!

I was by drunks so I became a drunk
80 on this vodka, that's the name I want
I'm in the club to beef, you gotta me there
Only talk to a bitch, with burgundy
ON the Isle in the Vette, Seven Duece!
See that top on 40, you know it's coming loose
See me on the ave daily, be this shit
If chick get loud I'll G Money that bitch
Packing mags and clips, I'll ya clique
of Proof, they put the G in the alphabet
Smoking weed, drinking Henny, Remy and that
Don't worry if you run out the store I got plenty!

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Bitch!