Luyện nghe bài hát X-Tra Hot

MT, Benzino, Daz
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey, I'm back a hit at this dumpster
Plus your speakers dump that shit to blow out your twist
Pull out your heaters if cold, warm it up, get it up
My niggas and my bitches get hands, get 'em up

I gets ride, get it raw like never before
Hard core explore, to knock down your door
It seems you can't no more, so stick 'em up
Now it up to get your nigga's buck, what the fuck?

I struck a match, I tip my hat to the
I get them niggas, the laws of death, I got the rep
Motherfucker, my is Daz, I'll whoop ass
Everyday, all day, I count big ass

It's just I on comin' with it, I know you're scared with it
It's Diggy Daz and back on a fuckin' mission
Oh no, nigga I'm back with dose
And if you niggas don't know, I rock coast to

I hit you that click-clack, in that pick-pack
Niggas wanna do that and they that I did that
The D A to the Z and Mr. Dillinger willin' to a priest
Now my niggas, you who run the streets

Every time I come around to your or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
Don't act like you a ghost
Just it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide feeling
Extra hot and I'm for you

I'm livin' and shit, you see it's evident
I canary wearin' it, I'm not even not hearin'
Ya her at the Meridian

experience, hit that
I'm it, macked out, I'm swervin' it
Crapped out your nervousness
I be deservin' cats

I'm not concerned with
Who do I heard of ya act out?
I ya, blast out I'm burnin' ya
Niggas that appalin'
And I be importin' them

Fly ass Zino, put you up in first class
She bring a coat for D A Z at the crib L-T
doggy-style, part three

Every time I come to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why don't you it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
Don't act like you seen a
Just it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me and I can't hide this feeling
Extra hot and I'm for you

Click-clack, I'm 'em, hit stacks, I'm clutchin' 'em
This track, I'm crushin' 'em, door, I'm rushin' it
Flip rhymes, complete it, hit dimes, I'm sick with it

Grit nines, I'm spittin' it, ass hard, he it
off, I'm pealin' it, drop-top, be wheelin'
And be sayin' that "Benzino is the realest thing"

Now here we go again, let's get dough again, fuck it
I fly to Logan and rip up the show again
Chronic steady, smokin' it, the drama never it

already knowin' that Jacob, he keeps me glowin'
And East we keep it hustlin', South they keep it
And West they keep it comin' and they keep on gunnin' it

Every time I come to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
Don't act like you a ghost
scream it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you inside me, on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide feeling
hot and I'm waitin' for you

Every time I come around to your or the spot
We got it hot, all my and bitches, why don't you yell it out?