Luyện nghe bài hát The Product

[Intro - Freeway - (echo)]
(Poison)
Stay away boys and

[Verse 1 -
Uh, it's crazy how they get high to get hot
They smoke la to get hot, they pop and what not
You need to hear this, I'm the codeine in your
The coca from the coca leaf, a to hip-hop
I am heroin's drip
I'm equivalent to a zip lock of chronic from your cess
You wanna rap, You up next, huh?
You wanna compete with the rest, I'm your best option,
I make you quick the tongue
You can me when you achin, make your achings go away
I'm popular in the States, they even take me in
Only thing, you need more product when you're done
I promise you when you done, there's more product to
I even supply coppers and doctors and players
A few politicians, some Jews, a few
I even got Muslims off their Deen, I'm mean

Yes, I am the product, I am the
right's the World's dependent on me
Yes, I am the product, instead of Hooked on
I got everybody on me
Yes, I'm the product, I am the
I got all rappers workin for me
Yes, I'm the product, I am "The Chronic"
I got Dr. Dre "Detoxin" off me

[Verse 2 -
Uh, Game too, too
If you gettin off the reefer, you too
All the people smokin, at the beef on YouTube
I even got stars groups, U2
I move crews
Me and music go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the
Uh, had people on singin the blues
They addicted, they took me in so quickly, they want
I attract most of your favorite that rap
They get with me quickly and get put on the news
Too bad, that's the down to things
But I make 'em hot, that's the upside to
I even snatch couples like Whitney and Bob
I had Britney, ask Kevin Federline
I feel so bad, he was so hard
He was feedin her and I was feedin her mind, come on

[Verse 3 -
This is your brain on drugs, listen, it's your brain on drugs
No rehearsal, it's like that with the egg in the pot
Your mind fry when brain on pot
Choose the of the evils, either use me or not
I bet you die when you on top
I bet you cry when the number you got
Ain't the number that you had and you no longer in the number one
You to act so bad but now you are not
I can make you act right, put me in the crack pipe
Everybody see you back on the mic
You need a boost, you need some smack in your life
People even try to go to and kick me
But somehow they always seem to get me back in they
I'm when singers sing and writers write
my movement, when people clueless
I keep 'em precise, uh