Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Smoking That Shit

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

Aight, it out yo, check it out yo
I'ma flip yo, check it out, 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
they got the raw, dog, smoke at Soundview

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

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

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

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

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

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

like George Bush, is the type to drop bombs
George Kemprias 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
I shot the sheriff, who knocked the cherry off my shoulder
He to get cute, so Earthquake had to erase him
And place him in America's Top Ten, like Casey

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

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

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

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

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

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

your mainframe, the bolder gets paid
And you won't have no gain
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, drink brew, I'm a nasty 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 Colt forty-five and talk in mad
You know I stay alive, my niggaz stay
Easy on the smoke, I don't really like tokin'
I gotta save some breath for bitch I be strokin'

Everyday, I make a nigga get
Jealous ass, ass nigga, can't fight
I'm in my new disguise, feedin'
Ducks, any bird and my word, word is bond

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

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

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

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

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