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

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

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

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 wire
(Hey, is performing?)
Bitch you read the flier?
invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
My in a coma for
Lettin' the skip
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the skip (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything I'm snortin'
It's cost three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some bitch for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit in her face and laughed
I drop bombs I was in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two deep up in that ass
Weed laced with nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only out with hash rats
At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I gats
Be mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash
Run your pockets, asap
I need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
loser, half thief and half black
Bring your boys and your guns and get at
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get Jag jacked
And found chopped up in a bag

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

I used to tell I sold weed and weight
I was straight I got caught 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 superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of
I've been a Kon Artis since I was in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Von
Who got fired from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the and run
you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not me none
Born straight up out a but a son of a gun
Got a for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was some one's
I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

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

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