Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Oz

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

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!

Who's trying to be the one
To catch this in the throat?!
You them po po don't let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I clapped three people, you gon' be number four!
If you don't back the up and get the fuck off the floor!
My is taking over as soon 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!
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 opened savings and loans!
And we don't need brew tonight homie we brought our own!
So whatever you sipping on and let's get it on!!

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Bitch!

We deep as a motherfucker, we 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 wit our weapons but still they let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, plated belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we in you can smell trouble
Elbows flying, bitches crying, bleeding
You retreating, to your car and skating off, re G'ing
We examples you haters running yo mouth
You reason why you peoples is they 40's out
Dirty wiling, beat niggas bloody
And you gon have to out a keg for all your homies!

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Bitch!

I was raised by drunks so I 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 in the Vette, bumping Seven Duece!
See top on that 40, you know it's coming loose
See me on the ave daily, be running this
If your chick get loud G Money that bitch
Packing mags and clips, I'll ya clique
of Proof, they put the G in the alphabet
Smoking weed, Henny, Remy and that Jimmy
Don't worry if you run out the corner I got plenty!

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Bitch!