Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Smoking That Shit

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

Aight, it out yo, check it out yo
flip yo, check it out, bust it

I connect the like connect the dots
From the Eastside, to way up top
I got a map to on the six, I found
Where got the raw, dog, smoke at Soundview

Now, two damnit, do you understand?
Nuff respect to the man or I'ma dead man
I no fake man for the red hand
It's just my warmth and instructions from Redman

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Relax mainframe, the bolder gets paid
And you won't no motherfuckin' gain
As you know, I'm on the microphone to make you all
That that you smoke 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, where it

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

I drink Colt and talk in mad jive
You know I stay alive, my niggaz stay
Easy on the smoke, I really feel like tokin'
I save some breath for this bitch I be strokin'

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

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

Slap, to the head
I'm to whip that ass, Moabo style, dead
You what I'm sayin'?

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

Kurious Jorge, I you're not, smokin' that shit
Zev Love, what you doin'? that shit
Stop smokin' that shit, stop smokin' that
Hahaha, smokin' that motherfuckin'

Word up, yeah, yeah, that shit
Smokin' that shit, you're motherfuckin' right
Put the fuckin' pipe