Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Smoking That Shit

"Why do you keep that shit?
Why will you smoking that shit?
Why?
Why do you smoking 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
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 dread man or dead man
I no fake man for the red hand
It's just my warmth and with instructions Redman

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

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

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

So when the slid in correct 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 shits is from Somalia

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

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

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

I tracked him, an actor with no sense of
If you heard, I off nigga, it's only just a rumor
So step the fuck back, 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 and no junk
I snatch a ho, bitch up, like Dave did, The Chipmunks
Kid, I'm rough tough, strong enough to call 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 believe me? Believe
Def on wax, don't call me, send a fax
I slam 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 to get served
So, suck my dick, I don't that shit
I don't this shit, so you flip the script

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, stop smokin' shit

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

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

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

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

I Colt forty-five and talk in mad jive
You know I stay alive, my niggaz stay
Easy on the smoke, I don't feel like tokin'
I gotta 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, pigeons
Ducks, any bird and bond's my word, word is

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

Slap, right to the
I'm blitzed to whip that ass, style, dead
You know I'm sayin'?

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

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

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