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

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

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

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

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

Dogg is 'bout to blow up
All these Snoop Dogg haters need to up, sho' nuff
Know what? X, the is gettin' sewn up
But I'm 'em up and leavin' 'em
I'm buckin' 'em till they bleedin'

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

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

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

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

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

With the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the
I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a with this
Made my way to the top of the list, your fifth
Anything to keep it movin' it harder to hit

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

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

Feel the adrenaline rush I bust
Got eyes in back of my
The people the I trust is just me
Full of spite with very appetites
I'm too complex to down in black and white

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

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

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

Three four in the morning, ain't no limits
Huh, huh, you ain't tryin' to 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, it's all the though