Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Your 40 Out

Yeahhhh
Its D12 up in this
you know how we get and wild in this motherfucka'
everybody get crunk in 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 gon' a slug (Yeah)
I'm so drunk I could hurl for a
Any nigga poppin go to the trunk
D12 shit nigga come get us
7 Mile Runyon, wild wit us
Cause all my niggas is that 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 stab you with a
It's D12 we ready to fuckin' fight

Who to be the first one to catch this plate in the throat
You know the 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 up off the flo'
My is takin over as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the door then we comin' in and you home
that can't even stop us because they know,
Runyon Avenue soldiers hold it down we go
Suckin on our 40's and our 44's
We come toasters like we just opened saving's and loans
And we don't need your brew homie we brought our own
So grab whatever you sippin on and get it on!

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

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