Luyện nghe bài hát X-Tra Hot

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

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

I gets rough ride, get it raw like never
Hard core explore, nigga to knock down your
It seems you can't take no more, so 'em up
Now give it up to get your nigga's buck, 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 name is Daz, whoop ass
Everyday, all day, I big ass cash

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

I hit you with click-clack, in that pick-pack
Niggas wanna do that and they said that I did
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 club or the spot, we got it hot
All my and bitches, why don't you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me coast to
Don't act like you a ghost
Just it out

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

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

Unforgettable experience, hit
I'm it, macked out, I'm swervin' it
Crapped out nervousness stacks
I be them cats

I'm not concerned with
Who do I never heard of ya act
I murder ya, blast out I'm ya
Niggas ain't appalin'
And I be importin' them

Fly that ass Zino, put you up in first
She a coat for D A Z at the crib with 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 you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me to coast
act like you seen a ghost
Just it out

Benzino, is risin'
I want you me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me and I can't hide this feeling
hot and I'm waitin' 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, with it, hit dimes, I'm sick with it

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

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

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

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

Benzino, is risin'
I want you inside me, on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this
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?