Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

Yeah, can't stop, stop, yeah
Whats up? 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 Guame on your

Yeah, the new king of everything
And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a ring
Maybe it's how I pour that
Maybe it's how I 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, leave me
And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a
Before I climb his window like Nigga, I'm Home

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

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

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

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

You couldn't smell crack
Comin' out that Porsche truck
I traffic with them rims that I'm sittin' 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 that like a paycheck
Niggas couldn't play The 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 bitch, with my tongue
Lick, lick, lick Shawna and have 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, what's up? The boys
What's up? The boys

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

So that coke, white carpet to the hood
the dope boys reunion, the dress code's strictly
White tee, Air Force 1's and some
I'm from the city where the niggas 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 Harlem

And D-Boy money ain't rain and stormin'
So stop the music when the pouring
And hold glasses high, yeah
And a nigga ask you, why? You tell 'em

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

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

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

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

The boys
The dope
The dope boys in the

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