Luyện nghe bài hát Double Shots

It's a celebration y'all, do it
Yeah, y'all, bounce, yeah,
Yeah aight?

Cats like, "Hav', what the Dunn?"
Nigga on his grind, tryin' to kill son
A little shorty on shit, oh she still frontin'?
But jumped on the dick when she saw me thumpin'

Straight short nigga niggaz givin' 'em doctor stitches
chance I get, you know I'm shittin'
On fake-ass thugs, stuntin' in the club
Don't get scuffed in front of these

Homey so pussy, what they do to they
Beat them bitches up if they dance to the
Type of is that?
That won't stop her from lettin' us her back

Bounce to that homey we got locked
Like in a wino hand we gon' pop and
on you lame-ass niggaz, we need not
'Cause first hate on us, they get shot

Just party, don't get shot
(Uh, uh)
Leave all the drama back home at the
At the bar shots goin' down, straight chillin'
While the DJ, playin' what I'm
(Pimpin' hoes)

Just party, get yourself shot
(Uh, uh)
Leave all the drama back at the block
At the bar double shots goin' down, chillin'
While the DJ, what I'm feelin'
(Pimpin' hoes)

Yeah, aiyyo, I'm permanently bugged, genuinely
I'm hot-blooded, don't have me with the
All at you the bullets that spray pellets, you fucked
And I'm back up on shorty the hourglass cut

We got mountains and we gon' have a fest son
C'mon, feel like Vegas, we home used paper
Ain't it amazin' I'll stretch how we keep
We got thousands to on them drinks gangsta

Queens bridge, Mobb Deep like
We through, blow shit up, America's
Nightmares here live in the flesh
Our blood and bone be sittin' in and better

We out in L.A. we our own cars, they not renters
And take flights back home to hop up in some next
While you to get your hand on some cash
We never gotta touch again, we got plastic

party, don't get yourself shot
(Uh, uh)
Leave all the drama home at the block
At the bar double shots goin' down, straight
While the DJ, what I'm feelin'
(Pimpin' hoes)

Feel that nigga, yeah, yo, aiyyo
Aiyyo we ain't lay, we can bang it out neighbor
Shit, 'til them flamers empty out player
'Cause boy I thought you knew, don't confuse me with the

I'm on loadin' up, ridin' up, shootin' it
I'm hotter than the on the ave out in Newark
I'm grimy, you find me where the loot is with
The bodies, the hotties, the hustlers and the

With dudes that'll cut ya, what eatin' your food is
Fools know the rules out your tools better buck it
'Cause niggaz be flaggin' and braggin' they cut up your nugget
Knee deep in the like fuck it

We gotta keep it real son only how the people gon' love it
And learn to respect the Infamous to the kid
We on another level, yeah, we on some next shit
Got the techs spittin' and makin' connections
Makin' more cash and blastin' weapons

Just party, don't get shot
(Uh, uh)
Leave all the back home at the block
At the bar double shots goin' down, straight
While the DJ, playin' what I'm
(Pimpin' hoes)