Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeman

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to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a in the front
Better yet sticks for the niggas that front
I got a in them packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap back off your muthaf-ckin head if you
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 of an ass, this redbone is a devil
She call me Marty McFly, Nike Back To The
10 racks on my feet, but something Im used to
I put my team on the map, you niggas is fake
Worse than Oregon, you a different jersey a day
Im in the beach somewhere foreign, Im in bitch while you snoring
A million cash off the tour, Im back in the morning
Im f-ckin sick of you niggas, Im about to throw up a
Doctor oz in the kitchen: cook a perfect

Go prez, go prez, rolling in
I got that Starr
Im Paul McCartney
Bitch Im in the kitchen with Arm & Hammer
Whipping Harrison, John 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 brick if you cop a few of em
Talking that diesel: the root of all evil
You could use nostrils, or you could use a needle
I need a more, and I want it pure
when somebody die off it
Then want it more!
The hustlers we by niggas that hold the hammers
got generic, they switched it to old
When you give em a 9 or better go bananas
Make a million a month: thats what the plan was
Now to the morning shift
Cause they need that morning
Thousand bundles by 11, then Im blowing spliffs
you how to get right, crib right, whip right
Ten a bag, but its 20 after midnight
man, weed man, stove 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 all of the profit, purchasing more of the product
Invest in and dealers to take my company public
I got a thing for them
Got a pole in the
White ho, Marilyn
This for all of my niggas time up in prison
For caught with the burner, you know a riders ambition
Im bout to with life, take a trip out to Vegas
Im bout a Zionist mic praying the Lord to us
Remember times I was broke, how it run in pocket
my money 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 said Ill yo dick!