Luyện nghe bài hát Pass the 40

Nigga, come off, check this out, this out
Listen all this shit y'all ain't got no frills
We'll pass the 40 around and see who's got some skills
I if you got 'em you got 'em and if you don't
(I got skins, got skins)
You're over, so Mista Lawnge, listen, I give this to you
I'm gonna pour some out for my man
(Pee-wee)
And do what you gotta do, all black, bust it

I'm the sugar dick daddy, fuck what you
Pass the 40 right by me, 'cause you know I drink
I sober when I drop a hit
But I put gum in my ass I like to pop shit
When it comes to pullin' gums I do it
But put your guard up black and I'm a run right it
sleep on the side, thinkin' I'm easy to beat
'Cause I'll be up in that ass like a bike

And when it to boning, I'm Mr. Erecticy
Hoes come by the crib for a histerectomy
I've got a dick that I brag about, I put it in then I drag it out
Girls, I'll be the friend see
your man suffers from pseudo-penis envy
I do damage, oh, uhm
The sugar dick is guarantied to make you
Now I pass the 40 'cause you heard me
So, go get a Chi-ali

Well I'm too for 40's, and too young for blunts
The thing I'm not too young for is the stunts
The girlies, the ladies, I love them a passion
But back to the mic 'cause I'm always for action
M.C.'s fall to the dust, some will rust
'Cause I bust and I crush, you can't
I'm the child of the wild, the flavor of the
I gave you plenty of chances still ya fuck with style
Now that you know, Chi-ali can't be
the 40 'cause my mother's not lookin'

Yo me that, kid, you pah will put you in the mourge
Listen to hot dog
bow wow wow wow wow
Yipity yie yo, yo yie yeah
dog is rockin' it and
Yes, I'm here to stay
Pass me 40, me to 40, pass it if you may
Because my Jimmy is hard and yes I a hoe to slay

And when I'm funkin' it the they go huhhh
When I'm funkin' the they go huhhh
You'll drink the 40, I a guiness staught
And I see you home, I'm out
You baby Chris, me the keys to the car
I'm runnin' for my menage-a-trois

it, tap it, and then crack it
Take a small or down it like a pig
You too tipsys to this rig
I'm a mike, you I strike in flight
Here's a D.W.I. for drivin' drunk with the
From Chi to Lawnge and all in this fight
Loosen your grip you're holdin' it to tight
take a body count, I know my body count is right
Five niggers from my left to my right
And maybe you hope I'm with tonight

But it's all right, yo' it's all
So Dave my grip is weak
the 40 so I can hear you speak

I large, Caviar and Limos
Spent most of my refusin' bullshit demos
Can you understand, do you you
let me explain I'm the A and R man
Dave Gossett, yes I it
I rip the mic and I stuff
Don't me, ask the sheep see
They got the money, think it's
Always scoopin' all the

Opps, I meant to say hoes, my own rhyme
What'cha know, uh oh
I see a stroblelite hoe, I gotta go, I go
Yo Dres, it's your
Act gonnarhea and burn baby burn

into the booth and give 'em proof
That sheep don't need Jack to get loose
And rip a roof, the too
You're in my way so move
And let a get smooth
Honeys me close
'Cause my are on display
So, I play 'em like and take a ho a day

I pull 'em like a dentist, mold 'em a teacher
'em like a bowler, fleece 'em like a preacher
Step, get a man, go to school, join a
It no difference whether
Dre's is that of brother
That will hit ass forever 'cause I'm clever, ever
Have I, ever, my sight
Or said, "Mike I bone this night"

Not 'bout chicken
But if finger lickin'
I will let it be
Don't bite the
Micraphon's I like 'em 'cause they let me
So reach for the sky, you know you can't fly
But still you reach up higher, a black sheep is your
you look up at me 'cause I'm a frequent flyer

So now you got chief, grief will be your
I sport a full metal jacket, give your some lo mein
'Cause I'mm swingin' like a swinger, singin' a singer
I'm lookin' for your finger or your ho so did you her
Ah I'm just bullshittin', almost for quittin'
There's money to be made and to be hittin'
Look and you see, Dre's that's who I be
A divine incline of is studio time