Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

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

1:]
That fine. What you think?
Get that hoe drunk drop a pill in her drink
Or should I give her a one like Em gave me
Shit had me in feeling like Jay-Z
in the mirror, my lips and my nose was big
And my girl walked by wit a gold wig dancing Beyonce
I must be
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 X shit
It me wanna sing like 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 Hennessy's got me going (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

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

I'm off this
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 when I'm wit Diddy, I'm Ciroc'ing
I a back wood, gut it out
See a picture of Halle I cut it out
nigga she fine! But not like she was in Boomerang
Now she (OK) like OJ and Gucci
And like them I was and trapping
Kept half a in the back of my momma Acura
a test. Hit the question
How many O's in a I ace that shit
come through the door, taste that shit
Chop it, bag it, let 'em base that shit
She ain't fuck I Ma$e that bitch
Take her cosmo, and lace shit
I get pussy for free I take that shit
I don't if I rate that bitch

I'm off ecstasy
And this 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