Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

Yo the fuck else you think you'll hear this exclusive
From from scratch. (Hold me down Skee)
To umm... (chuckles)
There go that sample
I feel like the rap is following me man
Cool and Dre! Y'all my niggas man, for man
I y'all niggas like I tell Busta man
I love you
recognize real, I mean, game recognize game (Hiccups)
You know it is
Goddamn you Don

1:]
That bitch fine. What you
Get that hoe drop a blue pill in her drink
Or should I give her a green one Em gave me
had me in Detroit feeling like Jay-Z
Looked in the mirror, my lips and my was big
And my girl walked by wit a gold wig dancing Beyonce
I be dreaming
Spot on my sweatsuit, it must be
Cuz I off, every time I think of Beyonce
She took the wig off now she look Kanye's...ex chick
I swear nigga when I get sober I ain't fucking wit this X
It makes me wanna sing T-Pain
me wanna pierce my lip like Lil' Wayne
Make me wanna fuck yo bitch, like
Don't worry me man

I'm off ecstasy
And this got me going (Going)
I'm so
I'm off ecstasy
And Hennessy's got me going (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky

2:]
Lemme tell you why I'm up
My moms and my had dumb luck
See she was 18, wanted to fuck wit nigga
Pops heroin so he was that nigga
Carry the .45, and he bust that
Ain't nobody in Compton touch nigga
But that was back then, so fuck nigga
My childhood weren't shit, so fuck nigga
I been shot, been to jail. Rode around on spreewells
Moved to the and still choke yo ass out like Sprewell
crack distribute, what you want nigga?
Wholesale, retail.
I know you faggot ass on detail
at 'em tryna hack into my geemail
All found was old Dr. Dre beats, well

I'm off ecstasy
And Hennessy's got me going (Going)
I'm so
I'm off this
And this got me going. (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky

3:]
Like the
But I'm fucking wit Diddy, I'm Ciroc'ing
I take a wood, gut it out
See a of Halle Berry I cut it out
Yeah she fine! But not like she was in Boomerang
Now she (OK) OJ and Gucci Mane
And them I was rapping and trapping
Kept half a in the back of my momma Acura
Gimme a test. Hit the
How many O's in a brick I ace that
Brick through the door, taste that shit
it, bag it, let 'em free base that shit
She ain't tryna fuck I that bitch
Take her cosmo, and that shit
I get for free I aint take that shit
I don't know if I rate that

I'm off this
And this Hennessy's got me (Going)
I'm so
I'm off this
And Hennessy's got me going (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky