Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeman

[Fat
to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a in the front
Better yet hundred sticks for the that front
I got a steel in packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap off your muthaf-ckin head if you want
I got a guardian angel, yeaf she stay in the
And she pop up I touch the grain on the wood
I got a bitch from Atlanta, she remind me of
Got a hell of an ass, this is a devil
She call me McFly, Nike Back To The Future
10 racks on my feet, but something Im used to
I put my team on the map, you niggas is fake
Worse Oregon, you switch a different jersey a day
Im in the beach somewhere foreign, Im in your bitch you snoring
A million cash off the tour, then Im in the morning
Im sick of you niggas, Im about to throw up a million
Doctor oz in the kitchen: cook a prescription

Go prez, go prez, in Bugatti
I got Ringo Starr
Im slingin McCartney
Bitch Im in the kitchen with that Arm &
Whipping George Harrison, Lennon
Dopeman! Dopeman!
bitch, Im the dopeman
Bitch Im in the kitchen with Arm & Hammer
Whipping George Harrison, John

Of course I get em
But do you know what to do em?
60 for the even if you cop a few of em
Talking about that diesel: the of all evil
You could use nostrils, or you could use a needle
I a hundred more, and I want it pure
Cause when die off it
Then they it more!
The hustlers we by niggas that hold the hammers
Oxys got generic, they it to old
When you give em a 9 or better they go
Make a million dollars a month: thats the plan was
Now to the morning shift
Cause they need morning sniff
Thousand finished by 11, then Im blowing spliffs
Show you how to get right, crib right, right
Ten dollars a bag, but its 20 midnight
Pill man, weed man, stove man, man
You who I am muthaf-cka: Im the dopeman

Cut the man off the middle, I it all off the top
to yacht me a nigga, run him off of the block
Im taking all of the profit, purchasing of the product
Invest in killers and dealers to my company public
I got a for them strippers
Got a pole in the
ho, Marilyn Manson
This for all of my niggas doing time up in
For getting caught with the burner, you a riders ambition
Im bout to gamble with life, take a trip out to
Im bout a Zionist mic the Lord to forsake us
Remember times I was broke, how it run in pocket
Spend my on dope, then I tripled my profit
Now Im a multi-millionaire, head off in the
bitches on the private, than set off in the air

What you say
I Ill suck yo dick!