Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Dope And Rap

I smoke chewy like a nut
You got a gram bag hit the zags and her up
'cause a nigga like me can't it when I'm high
Get the for the tight red eyes
in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set
The went out but we ain't done yet
Get another one blaze a barbeque beef
It ain't nothin like a blunt for the in ya teeth
Yeah, I'm a 6'5 motherfucker
If you didn't me you would think I was a clucker
But I'm not a I'm a dodger and a ducker
Come a little closer I'm a show you I'm a ya
And if I can't you I get my gun and I'm a buck you
Turn you over like a bitch pull out my dick and I'm a fuck ya
And like a fiend for the weed tweak
Four in your trunk that's beef
Proper ass ??? Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a do a line
RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm like a motherfuckin jet
a 9 to 5 I'm a juke on the set
Slang thangs and fuck these hoes
One line at a time goes up a nose
The clears my sinuses just like a shower
Indo or the tide it in with the powder
Now I'm chewy with a hard ass dick
Oh there go my pager could it be a bitch?
Oh Janine, she lick my dick clean
Come away and bring a dime bag of weed
Like a nigga that's sick caught up in the
Kill the pussy bust a nut and a vet stick and move
Out of that house a I know she got mad
Because I killed it and I didn't the weed
I did bring the but I left in the my Cutty
Did you really think I would some dank with you dummy? (yeah)
No, Dre Dog die
See my nigga Cougnut let's get high
He said I got the and you got the dank
He my nigga Dre Dog Frisco is the place
For me to get and you to get drunk
We smoke dope we rap and hoes we fuck

Ooh I'm high as hell from that girl
Rush Mr. Cee so I could tie me up a
Out that shop do jock
See my Cutty in a rag I drop top
See the freak on the I think her name was Kim
stole her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim
I how you doin, my name is Dre Dog
You give me number I'll give you a call
She said my hair looked proper as it blew in the
But I can't have her 'cause I fucked her best friend
It's a pity I'm a that just don't care
Except for my dope my and hair
'cause everywhere I go the same damn song
Nigga smoke more dope than and Chong
I love to tell the truth but I'm such a good
The Dre Dog nigga smoke more than Pryor
I'm true to the dope that I smoke no
Check me now there's a gram in my coat
Cocaine (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
car keys and ID that's fake
And rhymes do pay so my do grow
I snort so much snow that should call me Dre Blow
I don't drink beer I don't drink gin
Bust the hit the pussy then I try to fuck her friends
Dre Dog don't laugh a damn thing funny
When talk to freaks who ain't got no money
I done smoke enough blunts fool to my brain
Chewy boy do me raw cut
And niggas get pumped when they smell
When they dank-a-roma then they know I'm on the corner
They offer me but I don't get drunk
I smoke I rap and these hoes I fuck