Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Smoking That Shit

"Why do you smoking that shit?
Why will you keep smoking that
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 spots connect the dots
the lower Eastside, to way up top
I got a map to on the six, I found
Where they got the raw, dog, at Soundview

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

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

Bitch, blowin' up the spot, be out
Yo, either get dough or get the fuck down South
With your bitch ass son and him throw 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, never
niggaz a piece of my pie 'cause yo my shit is fat
Just like my pockets, girl's titties is flat

So when the bitch slid in correct 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 shits is Somalia

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

Just like Bush, is the type to drop bombs
George Kemprias will smoke scarm wit'cha
Throw a yard pass, with a Afro pick
To Steve, Earthquake, stop that 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 to get cute, so Earthquake had to erase him
And place him in America's Top Ten, Casey Kasem

I tracked him, an with no sense of humor
If you heard, I fell off nigga, only just a rumor
So step the back, 'fore you get your shit cracked
I had to think up a plan, so now I'm fat 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 tough, strong enough 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? these
Def rhymes on wax, don't 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 best herb, now time to get served
So, suck my dick, I don't smoke shit
I don't want this shit, so you flip the

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

smokin' that shit, 'fore you get killed
You know the flavor, my man, so chill
Now hold head up and hold your head 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 you all know
That shit that you will make you mad, broke

I don't a fuck about you and your crew
I'm not too lovesick, that brew, I'm a nasty Jew
I don't solve mysteries, wearin' Lees
I got the motherfuckin' S I to be, it seed

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

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

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

I make gadgets, illy, ill toys that
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, right to the
I'm blitzed to whip ass, Moabo style, dead
You know I'm sayin'?

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

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

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