Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Boys

1

Yeah....
Comin' out that Pyrex pot,
black Air Force 2's and the Sox...
on my forehead, try me, go head.
I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on 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.
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 up a phone,
before I climb through his window "Nigga I'm Home".
Runnin' the like OJ, nigga it's a throwback,
f**k a Aston Martin, show me where the fat.
Get a jar, some soda, nigga hold that,
the world is my grandma's kitchen, to cook crack.

The Dope in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. up? The Dope Boys.
up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Boys.
What's up? The Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Boys in the building.
up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
Yeah? The Boys in the building.

2

You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherf**king truck.
I stop traffic with the that I'm sittin' on.
ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on.
The same that Ludacris is on.
the peace if my stash missing stones.
Yeah, count work like a paycheck,
niggas couldn't play The in a tapedeck.
A boss never touch work if it ain't yet.
That's how you get f**ked, I safe sex,
and I take ya boy bitch with my tongue,
lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung.
her my inner-condom and have her sprung,
and put it all in her and just UHH!!!

What's up? The Boys in the building.
Yeah, up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope in the building.
Yeah, What's up? The Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
up? The Dope Boys in the building.
New York, what's up? LA, what's up? The Dope Boys, The Boys.
Chi-Town What's up? The Dope in the building.
Detroit, What's up? ATL, up? The Dope Boys.
MIA up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, up?

3

So roll that coke white to the hood.
It's the Dope Boys reunion, the code's strictly,
white tee, Air 1's and some Dickies.
I'm the city where the skinny niggas die.
Only birds and Nextels in the sky.
And we ride for the letters on our cap,
hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it back!
for the gangstas, the hustlas, the ballas,
from Downtown LA to Harlem.
And D-Boy money rain and it's stormin'.
So stop the when the Champagne pouring.
And the glasses high,
and when a nigga ask you why, you 'em...

The Dope in the building.
What's up? The Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Boys. I'm back! The Dope Boys.
I'm back! The Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. Nigga up? The Dope Boys.
what's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Tell 'em I'm back! The Dope Boys. I'm back! The Dope Boys.
It's a wrap! The Dope in the building.

The Dope Boys, The Boys.
The Boys in the building.

The Boys, The Dope Boys.

Yeah, up? What's up?

Hahaha, yeah,

The is back!