Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Your 40 Out

Yeahhhh
Its D12 up in motherfucka'
you know how we get crunk and in this motherfucka'
get crunk in detroit too nigga
so wild da 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 drunk I hurl for a month
Any nigga poppin go to the trunk
D12 shit nigga come get us
7 Mile Runyon, wild wit us
Cause all my niggas is talkin' shit
Ain't got no problem with smackin no
I'll have my wife cut your
Blunts, gans, all we smoke
Wild the fuck out you with a knife
It's D12 nigga we ready to fuckin'

Who tryin' to be the one to catch this plate in the throat
You know the po-po won't let me hold 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 crew is takin as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the then we comin' in and you goin' home
Security that can't stop us because they know,
Runyon Avenue hold it down wherever we go
Suckin on our 40's and our 44's
We come with toasters we just opened saving's and loans
And we need your brew tonight homie we brought our own
So grab whatever you on and let's get it on!

We deep as a fuck, we bout to get it
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 but still they let us
Switchblade, brass knuckles, nickel plated buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we in you can smell trouble
Elbows flyin, niggas crying, niggas bleeding, you
Run into car and skatin off, We G'ing
We make example out of you haters runnin' your
You the reason why your peoples is pourin 40's out
Dozen 'wildin, beatin niggas bloodied
And you gon' to pour out a keg for all your homies

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