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 in Detroit too nigga!
So the fuck out!

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Bitch!

We up, let us in the club
One of niggas gon' catch a slug
I'm so drunk, I could hurl for a
Any nigga pop shit, go to the
D12 start shit, nigga get us
7 Mile run in, niggas wit us
Cause all my niggas, is that shit
And got no problem, wit smacking no
I'll my wife, cut your throat
Blunts, cannons, all we smoke
Wile the out, stab you wit a knife
It's D12 nigga, we ready to fight!

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!