Luyện nghe bài hát On Them Pills

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

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

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

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

Baby, if you horny,
take two of these and wake up in the
With a nigga snorin', you don't know
And his cousin and his little bro
Damn, are you a hoe from
Hell yeah, especially off that
Them drugs'll take you that pinnacle
Drop you in the with it ten below

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

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

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

My name is Jesus Christ, I 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 gonna hit a lick,
Do you believe in Jesus
You do?
Do you in me?
Yeah? I won't let you in then,
'Cause I joined the side
I joined the side!
tu gasolina!
tu gasolina!
Do you me now?
No
Okay you bitch!