Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Music

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

"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
Non Phixion - slam dance to it
(Verse One)
Y'all valley of the dawgs, 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 blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
role hospital nurse blow
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it
Portable hard sawed-off shotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop
Weird chicks, with big and pierced lips
Exotic dancers in with 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 I bring to drug music
To shootin you up, and dope you with decomposed
Its dialibolical, your like a head prostitute
Without the loot, witness the thats responsible
4X]
"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 I ride toward the skies, open wide rain warm
You get ya brain torn, brain storm the pain gone
We gon unify the streets against the so get your gang on
Hang on for life, o.d, relevant
Herione buzz, my team intelligent thugs
Y'all fear emotion, my crew the dance floor
Like dance more me and my whore snap y'all like ham haul
Its like a jungle sometimes we in gangland
Brooklyn, criminals thieves and hoodlums
pull they gun out, take over ya drug route
Then blow off ya legs n feet n you to run out
I'm in a piece on the streets like peace peace
But got guns for you who wanna see a cease beat
I dont breathe right, my life dont right
I dont see nights, and wont until my whole family right
4X]
"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - dance to it
(Verse Three)
I cop this buick with the seats pulled out in the back
I keep an ugly pack a villians like 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
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 world the cut
I coulda went to college, stay in bed drug scholars
for bricks, fancy whips plants n kicks
Exotic chicks...tounge pierced blow with the pussy
click click, the papparattzi trippin off six
Ripping off kids, the shorty cat who whips the clip
Like I'm in vegas a trunk a coke
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 crack spot
4X]
"My drug music, to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - dance to it