Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

So you can suck my if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was when I wrote this so suck, my dick, ha ha!

Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up two pennies
I'm Clint in his mid-twenties
A young ass man a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright
with five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital
Stingin' the fuck outta I come across in the halls
I a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin'
So when you yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
Just it's too
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 penetrator
Degradin', creatin' to kill haters
Accused for every crime known the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double gauge an'
I'm a black grenade that will up in yo' face
With a in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, Brigade it
You hidin', I make the president get a lift
just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
Chillin' in the lab
I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, up on the mic
life is ruined, you get socked right on site
And even at the Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high when I wrote so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I this so suck, my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, flyin' Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired, as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is performing?)
didn't you read the flier?
Special invited will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire
I'm ripped, I'm on an trip
My in a coma for
the record skip
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the record (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm
It's gonna three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in
All is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two deep up in ass crack
Weed laced with somethin' nigga pass
In Amsterdam we hang out with hash rats
At a the Violence' rally, I blast gats
Be mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your stack
Run motherfuckin' pockets, asap
I don't a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half thief and black
Bring your boys and guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rich get they Jag jacked
And found up in a trash bag

Stranglin' rappers until the they can't yell
'Cause they crew is of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence nine hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple until it
Run right you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and polluted
I cock it back shoot it
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young
Shoot up the household, even the toddlers
Brigade barricade to bring the
While the bullets break your bones up like toys
If I go solo, I'm doin' a with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya leakin', run up in church
And smack the preacher while he's
Take a at the deacon

I used to tell I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch rent
I got kicked out of camp for havin' sex in my tent
With the daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in
In cahoots this nigga named Carlisle Von
Who got from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me
Born up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm in dough

So you can my dick if you don't like, my shit
I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my

Ha ha, suck my motherfuckin'
D-12, Dirty dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty husbands
kid
Swifty
The Kon
The
Harry
Ha ha, and Slim