Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Your 40 Out

Yeahhhh
Its D12 up in this
you know how we get crunk and wild in motherfucka'
everybody get in detroit too nigga
so da fuck out

Pour 40 out. (Guzzle It)
(8x)
Bitch!!!

We up
Let us in the
One of y'all n|ggas catch a slug (Yeah)
I'm so I could hurl for a month
Any nigga shit go to the trunk
D12 shit nigga come get us
7 Mile Runyon, niggas wit us
Cause all my is talkin' that shit
Ain't got no with smackin no bitch
I'll my wife cut your throat
Blunts, gans, all we smoke
Wild the fuck out stab you a knife
It's D12 we ready to fuckin' fight

Who tryin' to be the first one to this plate in the throat
You the po-po won't let me hold them toastas' no mo'
I just cut people, you gon' be number fo'
If you don't back the fuck up and get the fuck up off the
My is takin over as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the door then we comin' in and you goin'
Security that even stop us because they know,
Runyon Avenue soldiers it down wherever we go
on our 40's and holdin our 44's
We come with toasters like we just saving's and loans
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we our own
So grab whatever you on and let's get it on!

We deep as a fuck, we to get it crunk
you just another punk in the about to get jumped
I settle my with AK's, Berettas
We don't 'posed to be in here with our weapons but still let us
Switchblade, brass knuckles, nickel belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we in you can smell trouble
Elbows flyin, crying, niggas bleeding, you retreating
Run into your car and off, We G'ing
We make example out of you haters runnin' mouth
You the reason why your peoples is pourin 40's out
Dirty 'wildin, beatin niggas bloodied
And you have to pour out a keg for all your homies

I was raised by drunks, so I became a
80 Proof on this that's the name I want
I'm in the to beef you gotta murder me then
talk to a bitch with burgundy hair
On the Isle in the Vette bumpin' deuce
See the top on that 40 you it's comin' loose
See me on the Ave. daily we runnin' this
If your chick get loud I g-money bitch
Packin and clips I'll smash your clique
Because of Proof put the "G" in the alphabet
weed drinkin' Henny, Remy, in that Jimmy
Don't worry if we run out the corner store got