Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Music

What is the most important thing in-in Howie's life?
Drugs... and music

"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam to it
(Verse One)
Y'all valley of the dawgs, to the moms
Fuck carry at the proms sabotage your god the chron
Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black
Smash a blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital blow
Life is good in the hood and when I it snows
Portable hard drugs sawed-off shotguns we got
Get my sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
chicks, with big titties and pierced lips
Exotic dancers in love Bill da fuck you think
me at the barge whipping of the drugs n drink
Bloods n coke dealing thugs n pimps
Under the influence of things I to drug music
To shootin you up, and dope you with narcotics
Its dialibolical, your like a crack prostitute
Without the loot, witness the music thats
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"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - dance to it
(Verse Two)
Fighting a war inside my mind, im all lost the i find
The more I ride the skies, open wide rain warm
You get ya brain torn, brain storm till the pain
We gon unify the against the beast so get your gang on
Hang on for life, o.d, drugs
Herione buzz, my team intelligent thugs
Y'all fear emotion, my crew pack the dance
Like more me and my man's whore snap y'all like ham haul
Its a jungle sometimes we life in gangland
Brooklyn, criminals thieves and hoodlums
Cats'll pull they gun out, take over ya route
Then blow off ya n feet n order you to run out
I'm in a piece on the streets like peace peace
But got guns for you cats who see a cease beat
I breathe right, my life dont seem right
I see nights, and wont until my whole family eats right
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"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - dance to it
(Verse Three)
I cop this with the seats pulled out in the back ways
I keep an ugly pack a villians like killers and crab
Some are religious fastness, some are hype, some blastin
Some are or in jail fathers or young bastards
I pump the drug music, abuse I been through it
S.P's and MPC's, and QP's
Coke rocks to Get jerz to VP's
Work our way up, we dont a fuck who gets stuck
Getchu ate up, we saw the layin the cut
I coulda went to college, stay in bed with drug
Prayin for bricks, whips plants n kicks
Exotic chicks...tounge pierced blow the pussy flicks
click click, the papparattzi trippin off six
Ripping off kids, the cat who whips with the clip
Like I'm in vegas with a trunk a
Up in ya projects and ya know I'm sellin soap
Smellin the
Hold the pope in Brooklyn how we took his wallet plus his
Jumped in the whip, skidded to the neighbor's crack
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"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam to it