Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Oz

Yeah nigga! D12 up in this motherfucker!
You know how we get nigga we wild in the
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 y'all niggas gon' catch a
I'm so drunk, I could for a month
Any nigga pop shit, go to the
D12 start shit, come get us
7 Mile run in, niggas wit us
Cause all my niggas, is that shit
And got no problem, wit no bitch
I'll my wife, cut your throat
Blunts, cannons, all we smoke
Wile the fuck out, you wit a knife
It's D12 nigga, we to fucking fight!

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Bitch!

Who's trying to be the one
To catch blade in the throat?!
You know them po po don't let me hold 'em 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 crew is taking over as as we hit the door!
You hit the door, but we coming in and you home!
Security, they can't even stop us because know!
Runyan Avenue soldiers us down, rep where ever we go!
on our 40's and holding our forty-fo's!
We come wit toasters like we just opened 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 as a motherfucker, we bout to get it crunk
You just another in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas wit AK's,
We don't 'posed to be in here wit our weapons but still let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel belt buckle
Broken bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble
flying, bitches crying, niggas bleeding
You retreating, to your car and skating off, re G'ing
We examples you haters running yo mouth
You reason why you is pouring they 40's out
Dirty Dozen wiling, beat niggas
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 vodka, that's the name I want
I'm in the to beef, you gotta murder me there
Only talk to a bitch, burgundy hair
ON the Isle in the Vette, Seven Duece!
See that top on that 40, you know it's loose
See me on the ave daily, be this shit
If your chick get loud I'll G Money bitch
Packing mags and clips, smash ya clique
Because of Proof, put the G in the alphabet
weed, drinking Henny, Remy and that Jimmy
Don't if you run out the corner store I got plenty!

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Bitch!