Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeman

[Fat
to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a bitch in the
Better yet sticks for the niggas that front
I got a steel in packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap back off your head if you want
I got a guardian angel, yeaf she in the hood
And she pop up whenever I touch the grain on the
I got a from Atlanta, she remind me of Pebbles
Got a hell of an ass, this redbone is a
She me Marty McFly, Nike Back To The Future
10 on my feet, but thats something Im used to
I put my team on the map, you other niggas is
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 back in the
Im f-ckin sick of you niggas, Im about to up a million
Doctor oz in the kitchen: a perfect prescription

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

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

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

What you say
I said Ill yo dick!