Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

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

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

I'm an instigator, .380 slug
Degradin', creatin' murders to kill
Accused for crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my
My weed hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black that will blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You hear me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm snatchin' every it gotta be that way nigga, face it
weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin', I make the president get a face
Niggas just afraid, me they bracelets
in the lab wasted
I'm the that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined, you get socked on site
And at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high 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

I'm a liar, settin' my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, flyin' down and Meyers
expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed
(Hey, is performing?)
Bitch didn't you the flier?
Special guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
Fuckin' your in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
My D-J's in a for
the record skip
Lettin' the record
the record skip (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' when I'm snortin'
It's cost three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, beer in her face and laughed
I bombs like I was in Vietnam
All is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

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

Stranglin' until the point they can't yell
'Cause they crew is full of and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than hoodlums
I grapple your adam's until it crackle
Run past 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 up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young
Brigade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doin' a song Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya leakin', run up in church
And the preacher while he's preachin'
a swing at the deacon

I to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to your rent
I got out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent
With the superintendent's daughter, my out of order
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in
In cahoots with this named Carlisle Von
Who got fired U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a local for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the and run
Drive-by you in the rain you carry your son
Call your and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' runnin' they funds
Used to be the of nigga that was foldin' some one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in

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

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