Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bullshit

Da bullshit, motherfucker, da bullshit
Doc, motherfucker, push whips, motherfucker
Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in motherfucker, yo
Brick City, Jersey, I got the weed,
Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill , the weed at
It's da bullshit, bullshit, yo where the weed at fellas, you lightin'

Yo, yo, you gon' learn
When it come to this shit, I ain't about turns
'Cause Doc's in the place, the cold nigga, I'm too to thaw
Doc unfold 'til they ribs is raw

Whether you up the or ride the bitch
My pens with a vengeance and Viagra in
Stay hard like the biceps when it's
I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis

I don't to sign autographs half the time
I scribble my and draw a jackass design
Calvin Kleins on the floor, you just got
on the tour, so, send some new whores, H O

I got a table to warm, a new neighbor to warn
And at the label I'm on
Crunch time, you think the forty-four is for
When I grub, I want the whole board

Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts
Stop the five and appear in the court dates
I ride the bike unless it's C B R
no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next

I'm still handlin, you die in a ambulance
prime scramblin', glock nine handlin'
Duckin' the of mind travelin'
You it before, you ain't Sunshine Anderson

Got a plantin' and I'm ready for more
Bitches gettin' in my party givin' at the do
All my niggas and my shorty's and get in the audience
I a gaudy gun, you'll die in the audience

That's the bullshit, the
We walk up in the we on the bullshit
That's the bullshit, the
Fondling your bitch ass off the

the bullshit, the bullshit
Brick City, off the bullshit
the bullshit, that's the bullshit
That's the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill
the bullshit

Yo, I put the pressure on a man a gun in my hand
His limpin' lenny around and then I pump from the pants
One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze it
Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a tournament

Peep the clues, not deep dudes
My Benz carry shoes 'cause I'm cheap as Jews
But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would
After that I tell you and the beat to do

the Visine, duck when I lean out the window
With a shottie with me and myself and Irene and my
Fuck your mainstream dry off
I'm explosive as Simon in Die 3

Now you wavin' six like you at GA
'Cause my gun on like a flight delay
Sprayin' water on all whoever's hot
Take they mic, take jewels, then them Bezell, Doc

IC-Don, get gone, nigga I'm here
Sippin' a beer, 5th with the in the rear
That'll lift him off his feet, make him in the air
I pull big guns out, like I'm a deer

You don't really know when trouble
When you open your door and
In yo, house chewin' gum
With double guns, cocked in hand
Nigga, you about to be buried in beach

I don't if you broke or not
I don't if you sell weed, dope, coke or not
Nigga, I smoke the glock
Give your face polka dots, y'all better I stop

Man doom, I kidnap a
Hide 'em in the left of my bathroom
Do you think you survive all that we bring, ya
Bullets, comin' at ya just as long as your

And every, I linger on the corner just drinkin'
Borin' and thinkin', how I'm 'bout to with this ink pen
You better hope we blow on this rappin'
You don't us to go under the mattresses

Shorty lookin' at me funny like I get bank
My house is hot bitch, I swim in my fish
Every car got a bar, the whole clique
I'm a dirty nigga, sweaty, dick stink

After we fuck, I'm you to S and D's
That's a lie I am on ecstasy
I won't remember none of when the X in me
So if you sex for free, check for me, IC-Don