Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Oz

Yeah nigga! It's D12 up in motherfucker!
You know how we get nigga we wild in the
Motherfuckers, get crunk in Detroit too nigga!
So wile the out!

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!

Who's to be the first one
To catch blade in the throat?!
You know them po po let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I just clapped three people, you gon' be four!
If you don't back the 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 stop us they know!
Runyan soldiers hold us down, rep where ever we go!
Chugging on our 40's and our forty-fo's!
We come wit toasters like we opened savings and loans!
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we our own!
So grab 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 another punk in the club about to get jumped
I my vendettas 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, when we walk in you can smell
Elbows flying, crying, niggas bleeding
You retreating, running to your car and off, re G'ing
We examples you haters running yo mouth
You reason why you peoples is pouring 40's out
Dozen wiling, beat niggas bloody
And you gon have to out a keg for all your homies!

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Bitch!

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

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Bitch!