Luyện nghe bài hát I'm An Alien

(Chorus)

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien
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 I hover in my spaceship
That chopper hit your dome and give you a
Still running this shit, first in the race and,
I'm still not done, my flow stay than a fucking 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 some Eastside
If you see me in the booth, I'm on some shit
Chan flow, I kick it up a notch
Your is a freak, she keep reaching for my crotch
I hit it from the side, that a drum-roll
Then I let her have the nut, cum down her nose
It's M.O.B bitch, and it's to my foes
Counting money, making music while I'm at you hoes
So called competition ain't competition
I'm so good at what I do I deserve a mention
Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will elevate your brain so you need to
Got a couple stuffed, down in my denim
Take a swishers out, then I start to split 'em
If a blow my high then I put him in the Earth
Bitch I'm a new me, D2's the
on this beat 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 like I had a heart attack
I keep my weed purple like a girl pussy
Flexing on beat like a high school bully
Niggas thing they seeing me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my a massage
Stop playing, and off them pantyhose
I'm trying to dig deep, put my tongue up in that
Bitch I am an alien, get for abduction
She get a mouthful of my eruption
I define the word to a T, I am what every pair of eyes ought to see
Still switching up my like a dance routine
I'm in the illest in the game, so you mean
I'm the King, I a dream, I'm gone off that Promethazine
I got that horror movie 'cause I make these bitches scream
to my script, you don't even get the theme
Them on my wrist, yes they glisten when they gleam
Bullets hit white Tee and change your color scheme
I take head off and put it on a balance beam
Bitch it's all about I, no other
I'm the shit, bitch nigga, now your bowels
Them bullets make you up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's gone be bigger than a blimp
I stay high, I'm on the solar
But I'm so cold I'm still on my polar
Eastside nigga, until the day bury me
313 nigga they have to carry me, to my grave
Hello Hip-Hop, you have saved, I'm out