Luyện nghe bài hát On Them Pills

Now the police at?
He should be too to even
walk back through this fucker town
When he comes down,
(what the fuck give me? This ain't meth)
Somebody done him shit
He blazed, what is he smoking?
He can't be that fuckin' crazy to come outside and just chill like this
Somebody him something
He's off high off shit

niggas on them pills
Them bitches on pills
Poppin' shit is why can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need
Fuck that smoke, they want them chemicals
Them on them pills
bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay bills
They be sweat, sweatin', need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them

Uh, you's a drugstore
Everything you put in your look like a Altoid
ass niggas love a bitch named Molly
Passed out on the floor, go and get a
I saw your boy-boy in the street butt naked,
up and down 122nd
His momma tried to him and those youngers had to mob
'em so tried to pop 'em but them bullets couldn't drop 'em

Them on them pills
Them bitches on pills
Poppin' shit is why they pay they bills
be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they them chemicals
niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them
Poppin' shit is why they pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them

Baby, if you horny,
two of these and wake up in the mornin'
With a snorin', you don't even know
And his half cousin and his bro
Damn, are you a hoe Idaho?
Hell yeah, especially off chemical
Them fuckin' drugs'll take you that
Drop you in the snow with it ten

Them niggas on pills
bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay bills
They be sweatin', they need
Fuck that smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on pills
Them bitches on them
Poppin' is why they can't pay they bills
be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want chemicals

He dizzin' off them Oxycontin
Got them front all rotten
Viagra with ecstasy is the reason for your latest pregnancy
You the off that Heath Ledger
I'ma smoker (why?) weed's better
You niggas start to panic when you off that
Drownin' in the gutter, you think the Atlantic

Them on them pills
Them on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they pay they bills
They be sweatin', they gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them
Them niggas on them
Them on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay bills
be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they them chemicals

My name is Christ, I just discovered that today
My is Jesus Christ and I did not-yes, I asked for this
I was a thirsty bitch and I made a with the devil, sir
But I'm hit a lick, okay?
Do you in Jesus Christ?
You do?
Do you in me?
Yeah? I won't let you in then,
'Cause I joined the other
I joined the side!
tu gasolina!
tu gasolina!
Do you believe me
No
fuck you bitch!