Luyện nghe bài hát Smokedope And Rap

I smoke like a mother fucking nut
You got a gram bag get the and roll her up
'cause a nigga like me, cant it when im high
Get the visine for the red eyes
Jumped in the Cutlass the niggas from the set
The blunt went out, but we aint yet
Get another one blaze like its beef
it aint nuttin like a for the funk in ya teeth
yea, im a 6'5" motherfucker
if u didnt know me, you think i was a clucker
but im not a clucker im a dodger and a
a lil closer im a show u im a punch ya
and if i cant u get my gun and im a buck ya
turn u like a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya
like a fiend for the weed ill
4 15's in ur trunk beat
ass amps zapco, alpine
put the coke on the roll a dolla do a line
pump maybe 1 2 3
or the shit by the I.M.P
now im high a motherfucking jet
a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set
slang these thangs and these hoes,
one line at a time goes up a niggas
the shit clean my sinuses just a shower
indo or thai it in with the powder
now im chewy high with a ass dick
ooh there my pager could it be a trick bitch
oooh its Janine, she licked my clean
cum away bring a dime bag of weed
Like a nigga thats sick, up in the groove
Kill the pussy bust a nut and a vet stick and move
Out of that a quickies all i need she got mad
Because I killed it and I didn't bring the
I did bring the but I left in my Cutty
Did you really think I would some dank with you dummy? (yeah)
No, Dre Dog eyes
See my nigga nigga 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 dope we rap and these hoes we fuuck

Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that
brush Mr. Cee so I could tidy up the
Out that hoes do jock
See my Cutty in a rag I will top
See the freak on the block I her name was Kim
Just stole her in the Cutty like Slim
I hi how you doin, my name is Dre Dog
You give me your number give you a call
She said my hair looked as it blew in the wind
But I can't have her 'cause I fucked her best friend
It's a pity I'm a nigga that just don't
for my dope my money and hair
'cause everywhere I go it's the same song
Nigga smoke dope than Cheech and Chong
I love to tell the truth but I'm such a good
The Dre Dog smoke more than Richard Pryor
I'm true to the dope that I no joke
Check me right now there's a in my coat
Cocaine (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car and ID that's fake
And rhymes do pay so my pockets do
I snort so much snow that should call me Dre Blow
I don't drink beer I don't drink gin
Bust the freak hit the pussy then I try to fuck her
Dre Dog laugh ain't a damn thing funny
When niggas 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 aroma
they smell dank aroma then they know I'm on the corner
They me drank but I don't get drunk
I smoke dope I rap and hoes I fuck