Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

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

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

Yeah, the new king of everything
And bitches say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring
Maybe it's how I that Patron
Maybe it's how I smell a pair of Cologne

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I ya boy Curtis bitch, with my tongue
Lick, lick, lick like 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

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

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

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

And we for the letters 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 D-Boy money ain't and it's stormin'
So stop the music when the Champagne
And hold glasses high, yeah
And a nigga ask you, why? You tell 'em

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

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

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

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

The dope
The dope
The boys in the building

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