Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Your 40 Out

Yeahhhh
Its D12 up in motherfucka'
you know how we get and wild 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 could for a month
Any nigga poppin go to the trunk
D12 start nigga come get us
7 Runyon, wild niggas wit us
Cause all my niggas is talkin' that
Ain't got no with smackin no bitch
I'll my wife cut your throat
Blunts, gans, all we smoke
Wild the fuck out you with a knife
D12 nigga we ready to fuckin' fight

Who tryin' to be the first one to catch plate in the throat
You know the po-po won't let me hold them no mo'
I just cut three people, you 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 then we comin' in and you goin' home
Security that can't even stop us because know,
Runyon soldiers hold it down wherever we go
Suckin on our 40's and holdin our
We come with toasters we just opened saving's and loans
And we don't need your tonight homie we brought our own
So grab whatever you sippin on and get it on!

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

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