Luyện nghe bài hát I'm An Alien

(Chorus)

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien, bitch I'm an
I'm an alien, I'm an alien, ask anybody, motherfucka, I'm an

(Verse)

I'm an alien, bitch I'm an alien, I get so high when I hover in my
chopper hit your dome and give you a facelift
Still running this shit, first place in the and,
I'm still not done, my flow stay tighter than a cummerbund
I take my gun out and all the pussies run, take Uzi out, introduce you niggas to the Big Pun
Yeah, I stay on Eastside shit
If you see me in the booth, I'm on some beast-wild
Jackie Chan flow, I kick it up a
Your bitch is a freak, she reaching for my crotch
I hit it from the side, that a drum-roll
I let her have the nut, cum running down her nose
It's M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my
Counting money, making music while I'm at you hoes
So called competition ain't really
I'm so at what I do that I deserve a mention
Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will elevate your brain so you to listen
Got a couple stuffed, down in my denim
Take a couple swishers out, then I to split 'em
If a nigga blow my high then I put him in the
I'm a new me, D2's the rebirth
Stomping on this like a motherfucking brat
D-Town's very own, stand up, you at
Pop that pussy, shake that ass, then it back
I spit that cardiac I had a heart attack
I my weed purple like a black girl pussy
Flexing on your beat like a high bully
Niggas thing they me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my dick a massage
playing, and take off them pantyhose
I'm trying to dig deep, put my tongue up in camel-toe
Bitch I am an alien, get prepared for
She get a mouthful of my eruption
I define the word real to a T, I am every pair of eyes ought to see
Still switching up my styles like a dance
I'm in the illest in the game, so fuck you
I'm the King, I have a dream, I'm gone off that
I got that horror movie flow I make these bitches scream
Sticking to my script, you don't get the theme
diamonds on my wrist, yes they glisten when they gleam
Bullets hit your white Tee and your color scheme
I take head off and put it on a balance beam
it's all about I, no other vowels
I'm the shit, bitch nigga, now check bowels
Them make you curl up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's gone be bigger than a blimp
I stay high, yeah I'm on the
But I'm so that I'm still on my polar
nigga, until the day they bury me
313 nigga until have to carry me, to my grave
Hello Hip-Hop, you been saved, I'm out