Luyện nghe bài hát X-Tra Hot

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

Hey, I'm back with a hit at this
Plus speakers dump that real shit to blow out your twist
Pull out 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 never before
core explore, nigga to knock down your door
It you can't take no more, so stick 'em up
Now give it up to get your nigga's buck, what the

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

I hit you with that click-clack, in that
Niggas wanna do that and they said that I did
The D A to the Z and Mr. Dillinger to fuck a priest
Now my niggas, you know who run the

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 to coast
Don't act you seen a ghost
Just it out

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

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

Unforgettable experience, hit
I'm it, macked out, I'm swervin' it
Crapped out your nervousness
I be deservin' them

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

Every I come around 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 burnin' and I can't hide feeling
Extra hot and I'm for you

Click-clack, I'm bustin' 'em, hit stacks, I'm 'em
track, I'm crushin' 'em, back 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 sayin' that "Benzino is the thing"

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

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

Every time I come to your 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 seen a
scream it out

Benzino, temperature is
I want you inside me, touchin' on my
Boy, you got me burnin' and I hide this feeling
Extra hot and I'm for you

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