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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

up, fuck that, you tryin' to get swoll up
By the mic controller, clip
Frozen exposure, condos of a
like a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts

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

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

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

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

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

We survive when you thought we was and done
Lookin' over my shoulder is Attila the Hun
The gatling gun, guillotine, Don American Dream
Since sixteen, been a marine

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

the adrenaline rush whenever I bust
Got in back of my head
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 y'all niggaz stop actin' bitches
Bitches, stop actin' niggaz we can all clock figures
on my dick, niggaz on my dick
They all on my dick, that shit

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

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

Three four in the morning, ain't no time
Huh, huh, you ain't to hotbox with 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