Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Music

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

"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it
(Verse One)
valley of the dawgs, married to the moms
Fuck carry at the proms your god with the chron
my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital blow
Life is good in the hood and I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs sawed-off we got thugs
Get my cock by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird chicks, big titties and pierced lips
Exotic dancers in love Bill da fuck you think
Catch me at the barge of the drugs n drink
n crips coke dealing thugs n pimps
Under the influence of things I bring to music
To you up, and dope you with decomposed narcotics
Its dialibolical, your like a crack prostitute
Without the loot, witness the music responsible
4X]
"My music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it
(Verse Two)
Fighting a war my mind, im all lost the more i find
The more I ride the skies, open wide rain warm
You get ya torn, brain storm till the pain gone
We gon unify the streets against the beast so get your on
Hang on for life, o.d, drugs
Herione buzz, my some intelligent thugs
Y'all emotion, my crew pack the dance floor
Like dance more me and my man's whore y'all like ham haul
Its like a sometimes we life in gangland
Brooklyn, thieves thugs and hoodlums
Cats'll pull they gun out, take over ya route
Then off ya legs n feet n order you to run out
I'm in a three piece on the streets like peace
But got guns for you cats who wanna see a beat
I dont breathe right, my dont seem right
I dont see nights, and wont until my whole family right
4X]
"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam to it
(Verse Three)
I cop this buick with the seats out in the back ways
I keep an ugly pack a villians like and crab gangs
Some are fastness, some are hype, some others blastin
are dead or in jail fathers or young bastards
I pump the drug music, beats I been through it
S.P's and MPC's, and QP's
Coke rocks to M3's Get to VP's
our way up, we dont give a fuck who gets stuck
Getchu ate up, we saw the layin the cut
I coulda went to college, stay in bed drug scholars
for bricks, fancy whips plants n kicks
Exotic chicks...tounge blow with the pussy flicks
Like click, the papparattzi trippin off six
Ripping off kids, the shorty cat who with the clip
Like I'm in vegas with a a coke
Up in ya and ya never know I'm sellin soap
the dope
Hold the pope in Brooklyn how we took his wallet his laptop
Jumped in the whip, to the neighbor's crack spot
4X]
"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it