Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

Yeah, can't stop, can't stop,
Whats up? up?
Whats up? up?

Yeah, fresh out that Pyrex pot
Black Air Force 2's and the Sox
Fitted on my forehead, try me, go
I'll bring out the dots, put Guame on your forehead

Yeah, it's the new king of
And bitches don't say no to me, I'm a wedding ring
Maybe how I pour that Patron
it's how I smell a pair of Silver Cologne

Maybe it's how I write shit I'm in the zone
And I'm sick of blow jobs, bitch, me alone
And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a
Before I climb his window like Nigga, I'm Home

the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback
Fuck a Aston Martin, me where the stove at
Get a jar, some baking soda, hold that
The world is my grandma's kitchen, time to crack

The dope in the building
What's up? The boys
up? The dope boys

What's up? The boys in the building
Yeah, up? The dope boys
What's up? The dope

up? The dope boys in the building
Yeah, up? The dope boys
What's up? The boys

What's up? The dope in the building
What's up? The boys
What's up? The dope
Yeah, the dope in the building

You couldn't smell that
out that motherfucking Porsche truck
I stop traffic with rims that I'm sittin' on
Them ain't high beams, bitch, my is on
The shit that Ludacris is on
Disturbing the peace if my stash missing

Yeah, count work like a paycheck
Niggas couldn't play The in a tape-deck
A boss never touch work if it ain't yet
That's how you get fucked, I practice sex

And I take ya boy Curtis bitch, my tongue
Lick, lick, lick like Shawna and have her
Show her my inner-condom and her sprung
And put it all in her and just, uh

up? The dope boys in the building
What's up? The boys
up? The dope boys

What's up? The dope boys in the
Yeah, up? The dope boys
What's up? The dope

What's up? The dope boys in the
(New York, up?)
The dope
(LA, up?)
The dope
(Chi-Town, up?)

The boys in the building
Detroit, up?
(ATL, up?)
The dope
(MIA, up?)
The dope in the building
Yeah, up?

So roll that coke, white carpet to the
It's the dope boys reunion, the dress strictly
White tee, Air Force 1's and Dickies
I'm from the city the skinny niggas die
Only birds and Nextels in the sky

And we ride for the on our fitted cap
Niggas, hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it
for the gangstas, the hustlas, the ballas
From LA to Uptown Harlem

And money ain't rain and it's stormin'
So stop the when the Champagne pouring
And them glasses high, yeah
And when a ask you, why? You tell 'em

The dope in the building
What's up? The dope
What's up? The boys

up? The dope boys in the building
Yeah, what's up? The boys
I'm back, The boys

I'm back, the dope in the building
Yeah, up? The dope boys
Nigga, up? The dope boys
Motherfucker, up?

The dope in the building
'em I'm back, the dope boys
Cause I'm back, the boys
a wrap, The dope boys in the building

The boys
The boys
The dope in the building

The dope
The dope
Yeah, up? What's up?
Hahaha, yeah, the king is