Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Music

What is the important thing in-in Uncle Howie's life?
Drugs... drugs and

"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Deep
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it
(Verse One)
Y'all valley of the dawgs, to the moms
Fuck carry at the proms sabotage god with the chron
my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital blow
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it
Portable hard drugs sawed-off shotguns we got
Get my cock by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird chicks, with big and pierced lips
Exotic dancers in love with Bill da you think
Catch me at the barge whipping of the n drink
Bloods n crips coke dealing thugs n
Under the influence of I bring to drug music
To shootin you up, and you with decomposed narcotics
Its dialibolical, your a crack head prostitute
Without the loot, witness the thats responsible
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"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it
(Verse Two)
a war inside my mind, im all lost the more i find
The more I ride the skies, open wide rain warm
You get ya brain torn, storm till the pain gone
We gon unify the streets the beast so get your gang on
on for life, o.d, relevant drugs
Herione buzz, my team some intelligent
Y'all emotion, my crew pack the dance floor
dance more me and my man's whore snap y'all like ham haul
Its like a sometimes we life in gangland
Brooklyn, criminals thieves thugs and
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 like peace peace
But got guns for you cats who wanna see a beat
I dont breathe right, my life dont seem
I dont see nights, and wont until my whole family eats
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"My music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - dance to it
(Verse Three)
I cop this with the seats pulled out in the back ways
I keep an pack a villians like killers and crab gangs
Some are religious fastness, 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
rocks to M3's Get jerz to VP's
Work our way up, we dont give a 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 click, the papparattzi off six
Ripping off kids, the cat who whips with the clip
Like I'm in with a trunk a coke
Up in ya projects and ya know I'm sellin soap
the dope
Hold the in Brooklyn how we took his wallet plus his laptop
Jumped in the whip, skidded to the neighbor's crack
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"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non - slam dance to it