Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

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

Yeah, fresh out that Pyrex pot
Black Air 2's and the White Sox
on my forehead, try me, go head
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 pour that
Maybe it's how I smell a pair of Cologne

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So roll coke, white carpet to the hood
It's the dope reunion, the dress code's strictly
tee, Air Force 1's and some Dickies
I'm from the city where the skinny die
birds 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 Downtown LA to Uptown

And D-Boy money rain and it's stormin'
So stop the music when the pouring
And hold them high, yeah
And when a ask you, why? You tell 'em

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

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

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