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 2's and the White Sox
Fitted on my forehead, try me, go
I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on forehead

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

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

Runnin' the rock like OJ, it's a throwback
a Aston Martin, show 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
What's up? The dope

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

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

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

You couldn't that crack
Comin' out that Porsche truck
I stop traffic with them that I'm sittin' on
Them high beams, bitch, my wrist is on
The same that Ludacris is on
Disturbing the peace if my stash missing

Yeah, count that work a paycheck
Niggas couldn't The Game in a tape-deck
A boss never work if it ain't 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
her my inner-condom and have her sprung
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 dope boys in the
Yeah, what's up? The dope
up? The dope boys

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

The dope boys in the
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 code's
White tee, Air Force 1's and some
I'm from the city where the skinny die
birds and Nextels chirp in the sky

And we ride for the letters on our 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 rain and it's stormin'
So stop the music when the pouring
And hold them high, yeah
And when a nigga ask you, You tell 'em

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

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

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

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

The dope
The boys
The dope boys in the

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