Luyện nghe bài hát Drugs

[Verse 1:
This thang all the way on my got this thang beaten the trunk
I'm on a big ass bottle of beast on some ocean cranberry juice
And I strongly suggest that you sit in my transportation
Cause the slap is so severe, and the beats
My amps my pop your ear possibly collapse yo
What is your exterior? The same as grey poupon
What is you a baller? Yeah but not
Then what of baller are you? The kind that sell heroin
The kind lives his life illegal, toted gun and desert eagle
Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I listen to 40
Don't fuck with too many people mane of them rappers fake
See Feezy be on some shit that I can relate
I was in the shoe they see Desus what got me through
My from the Brass to put me up on due, uhh
The grit don't quitting my hustle'll pause
UH OH! Here come the law I got in my draws
BEATCH!
x2]
We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front
Bendin hella corners in my new school, one
Every hood I'm in I get love from the
And i probably sold your member drugs (drugs)
[Verse 2:
How much money can a man
I'm on the block chickens with the pancakes
And my fan base to get high with me
Get prolly set they own self a Mickeys
Get em
Beaver he be
Send the whole fifty clip ya ligaments
Got a knot full of them Benjamin's
movin bricks like I'm build a pyramid

40 with the laser dot
And I can make mash potatoes outta tater
Ask ya parking; I don't like to talk alot
Block move like James, Wade and Chris
get it I'm the real boss with the plug
I don't I'm the nigga man I run the club
Keep it I'm the mayor doing hella stuff
Pass puff and they smell it I light it up
Nigga
x2]
We be grinding seven days a week, under the front seat
Bendin corners in my new school, one deep
Every hood I'm in I get love from the
And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs)
3: E-40]
What you do for a living a little bit of this a bit of that
If I ain't got it I know where to get it or I can it to where it's at
I can probably get'chu a deal, thirty percent off the sack
Depending on how many you want, and how you know that a hustler got
Fuckin' now y'all beefing, then circling yo block
Came to the place, I got chops fresh out the box
Can have a grape, if you want me too I can
But I gotta be honest it's goin cost you twenty grand
And a build with the gumble two, I was thought with the best Raul
See Raul been a neighborhood iron chef since
Raul stay clockin' loo, boys in blue gotta clue
ain't never pop comp with a spoon or residue
Well what about some weed you got it I beg pardon
I gotta hella connections my Negro my people got garden
Need a fake ID or card times is hard
You Christmas is coming up, I got them gift cards
x2]
We be grinding seven days a week, under the front seat
Bendin hella in my new school, one deep
hood I'm in I get love from the plug
And i probably sold your family drugs (drugs)