Luyện nghe bài hát D.n.a (drugs-n-alkahol)

Drugs-N-Alkahol, baby, ahh
Uhh, mm, funky, ohh

Huh, I'm Mr. What the you lookin' at
I'm Mr. to run and get the gat
Treat you like the like a diplomat
Xzibit used to push a 'llac, now I'm Range
Takin' over never sober, bear witness like

Enemies fall like
Restless standin' tall a soldier
We thick like the first Motorola cellular phones
Cut to the bone, celebratin' Day', love it
Or leave it alone, just consider me the heir to the
The lifestyle of the savage and well protectin' my owns

Rolling stone it home, time for transition
Don't too loud, you might find yourself missin'
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to
By any means, retreatin' to the
To meditate, liftin' like a heavyweight
Hit you and run with a license plate

When y'all niggaz stop actin' like
Bitches, stop actin' like niggaz we can all clock
on my dick, niggaz on my dick
They all on my dick, that shit

When y'all bitches stop actin' niggaz
stop actin' like bitches we can all get riches
Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my
Fuck shit, we can all get rich

Doggy is 'bout to blow up
All these Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, nuff
Know X, the game is gettin' sewn up
But I'm speedin' 'em up and 'em
I'm buckin' 'em till they bruh

up, fuck that, you tryin' to get swoll up
By the mic controller, reloader
Frozen exposure, of a composer
Sick like a bowl-of, a bowl of nuts

Fuck him up, cross him out, then him out
the stamp on his head, nigga Dogghouse
Nigga, I'm universal crackin' Down
my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha

You act you a dude you get smashed on
Full out my bitches with your up attitude
Nappy hoes, worse than bitch niggaz
I treat 'em all the same, bitch yo' game

When y'all niggaz actin' like bitches
Bitches, stop actin' like niggaz we can all figures
Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my
They all on my dick, fuck shit

When y'all bitches stop actin' niggaz
Niggaz stop actin' like bitches we can all get
on my dick, niggaz on my dick
Fuck that shit, we can all get

With the flick of a wrist, send you into the abyss
I pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with this
Made my way to the top of the list, your fifth
Anything to keep it movin' it harder to hit

We survive you thought we was finished and done
over my cold shoulder is Attila the Hun
The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King's American
Since sixteen, shoulda a marine

Makin' the whole scene collapse, millennium
Why fight for scraps, relax and take the whole witcha
The pitcher with a whole lot of come and get ya
You gettin' my or do I have to let 'em hit ya?

Feel the rush whenever I bust
Got eyes in back of my
The people the I trust is like me
Full of spite very large appetites
I'm too complex to break in black and white

When niggaz stop actin' like bitches
Bitches, stop actin' like we can all clock figures
Hoes on my dick, on my dick
They all on my dick, fuck shit

y'all bitches stop actin' like niggaz
Niggaz stop actin' bitches we can all get riches
Hoes on my dick, on my dick
Fuck that shit, we can all get

Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, ahh
Yes, X to the Z, D O to the motherfuckin' G, oh, wee
Ahh, this shit funky right my nigga
Yeah, open bar nigga, we fucked up

Three four in the morning, ain't no limits
Huh, huh, you ain't tryin' to hotbox us, nigga
some X, y'know

Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz,
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, all the same though