Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

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

Yeah, comin' fresh out that 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 of everything
And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding
Maybe it's how I pour Patron
Maybe it's how I smell a pair of Cologne

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

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

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

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

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

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

You couldn't smell crack
Comin' out motherfucking Porsche truck
I traffic with them rims that I'm sittin' on
Them ain't beams, bitch, my wrist is on
The same shit Ludacris is on
the peace if my stash missing stones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And D-Boy ain't rain and it's stormin'
So stop the music when the Champagne
And them glasses high, yeah
And when a nigga ask you, You tell 'em

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

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

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

The dope boys in the
Tell 'em I'm back, the dope
Cause I'm back, the dope
It's a wrap, The dope boys in the

The boys
The boys
The dope boys in the

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