Luyện nghe bài hát Pass the 40

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

I'm the sugar dick daddy, fuck you think
Pass the 40 right by me, 'cause you know I don't
I remain sober I drop a hit
But I put gum in my ass 'cause I like to pop
When it to pullin' gums I might do it
But put your guard up and I'm a run right through it
sleep on the side, thinkin' I'm easy to beat
'Cause I'll be up in that ass a bike seat

And when it comes to boning, I'm Mr.
Hoes come by the crib for a free
I've got a dick I brag about, I put it in fast then I drag it out
Girls, I'll be the friend see
'Cause 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

I'm too young for 40's, and too young for blunts
The only thing I'm not too young for is the
The girlies, the ladies, I love them a passion
But back to the mic 'cause I'm down for action
Many M.C.'s fall to the dust, will rust
'Cause I bust and I crush, you touch
I'm the child of the wild, the flavor of the
I gave you plenty of chances still ya fuck this style
Now that you know, Chi-ali be tooken
Pass the 40 'cause my mother's not

Yo give me that, kid, you pah will put you in the
to hot diggity dog
bow wow wow wow wow
Yipity yie yo, yipity yo yie
Digity dog is 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
I'm funkin' the bitches they go huhhh
You'll drink the 40, I drink a guiness
And I see you home, I'm out
You Chris, pass me the keys to the car
I'm runnin' for my menage-a-trois

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

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

I large, Caviar and Limos
most of my time refusin' bullshit demos
Can you understand, do you you
Well let me I'm the A and R man
Gossett, yes I rock it
I rip the mic and I pockets
Don't believe me, ask the see
got the money, think it's funny
Always all the honey

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

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

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

Not talkin' 'bout
But if she's finger
I will let it be
Don't the bone
I like 'em 'cause they let me amplify
So reach for the sky, you know you can't fly
But still you up higher, a black sheep is your desire
Then you look up at me 'cause I'm a flyer

So now you got beef chief, grief be your
I sport a full metal jacket, give your some lo mein
I'mm swingin' like a swinger, singin' like 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 will see, Dre's who I be
A divine incline of mine is studio