Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Smoking That Shit

"Why do you keep that shit?
Why you keep smoking that shit?
Why?
Why do you keep that shit?"

Aight, check it out yo, it out yo
I'ma flip yo, it out, bust it

I connect the like connect the dots
the lower Eastside, to way up top
I got a map to express on the six, I
Where they got the raw, dog, at Soundview

Now, two licks damnit, do you
Nuff to the dread man or I'ma dead man
I ain't no fake man for the red
It's just my warmth and instructions from Redman

I step to, remove the Phillie Phoonta
'Cause I used to know this bitch and it killed her, that is dead
I'm smokin' that shit 'cause I got a jokes
Like puttin' your moms in the 'cause she broke some choke

Bitch, you're up the spot, be out
Yo, either get some or get the fuck down South
With your bitch ass son and tell him up his dukes
So I can spend his loot at noop, noop

it, I do the hip, hip, hop, the hibby, the hibby dibby
Kurious the too fly magician, givin'
These niggaz a piece of my pie 'cause yo my is fat
Just like my pockets, your girl's is flat

So when the bitch slid in correct with the funk the big bra
I kindly reply, with a smile, aiyyo, hot, damn
Uh, uh, uh, I'm so
Umm, eat your tits 'cause them shits is from

it out, on the one to the two
It's shit from the zoo, it's the CM crew
Now from the with the blocks, on the street or the goat
the forty, the glocks, the Phillie and the smoke

Just like George Bush, is the to drop bombs
George will smoke scarm wit'cha moms
Throw a fifty yard pass, with a pick
To Steve, Earthquake, stop smokin' that

I keep my gun out my holster, I'm on the poster
'Cause I shot the sheriff, who knocked the cherry off my
He tried to get cute, so had to erase him
And him in America's Top Ten, like Casey Kasem

I tracked him, an actor no sense of humor
If you heard, I fell off nigga, it's only just a
So the fuck back, 'fore you get your shit cracked
I had to up a plan, so now I'm fat like that

Two hundred and eighty pounds of pure funk and no
I snatch a ho, bitch up, just Dave did, The Chipmunks
Kid, I'm rough tough, strong to call your bluff
Handcuff your wife up while your bitch, me a buff

I do run, run, run, I do run the
The king of rap, you don't me? Believe these
Def rhymes on wax, don't me, send a fax
I slam hard like Anthrax, so it up to the max

Stop, you're my nerves with rap slurs
I do my best herb, now it's time to get
So, suck my dick, I smoke that shit
I don't this shit, so you flip the script

You I'm on that shit, stop smokin' that shit
You know I'm on that shit, stop smokin' shit
I'm always, always on that shit, stop smokin' shit
Yeah, I'm on that shit, stop smokin' shit

Stop smokin' that shit, 'fore you get
You the flavor, my man, so just chill
Now hold your head up and hold your head
Stop smokin' the dust, you might die

Relax your mainframe, the bolder paid
And you won't no motherfuckin' gain
As you know, I'm on the to make you all know
That shit that you will make you mad, broke

I don't give a fuck about you and crew
I'm not too lovesick, drink that brew, I'm a Jew
I don't mysteries, never wearin' Lees
I got the motherfuckin' S I to be, it seed

So up, my man I went out of breath
I got on the side, take it on to the left
So stop that shit my man
And I'm out, see ya later, so the can

I drink forty-five and talk in mad jive
You know I stay alive, my niggaz stay
on the smoke, I don't really feel like tokin'
I save some breath for this bitch I be strokin'

Everyday, I make a nigga get
Jealous ass, pussy ass nigga, fight
I'm in my new disguise, pigeons
Ducks, any bird and bond's my word, word is

I make gadgets, illy, ill toys kill
Sleep on me, get a sleepin' pill
Pin nigga, down right on the mat
If you ain't my nigga, reach for no gat

Slap, to the head
I'm blitzed to whip ass, Moabo style, dead
You know what I'm

Smokin' shit
Yeah, c'mon, that shit
You see a nigga, you know, smokin' that
Real quick, my man, cold, smokin' that shit

Jorge, I know you're not, smokin' that shit
Zev Love, what you Smokin' that shit
smokin' that shit, stop smokin' that shit
Hahaha, that motherfuckin' shit

Word up, yeah, yeah, smokin' that
that motherfuckin' shit, you're motherfuckin' right
Put the fuckin' down