Luyện nghe bài hát X-Tra Hot

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

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

I rough ride, get it raw like never before
Hard core explore, nigga to knock down your
It seems you can't no more, so stick '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 niggas, with the laws of death, I got the rep
Motherfucker, my name is Daz, whoop ass
Everyday, all day, I count big ass

just I keep 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 know, I rock coast to coast

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

Every time I come around to club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why don't you yell it
(Daz)
And if you see me coast to
act like you seen 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 steady livin' and shit, you see evident
I wearin' it, I'm not even not even hearin'
Ya meet her at the

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

I'm not concerned with
Who do I never heard of ya act
I ya, blast out I'm burnin' ya
ain't that appalin'
And chicks I be them

Fly that ass Zino, put you up in first
She bring a for D A Z at the crib with L-T
Feelin' doggy-style, three

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
scream it out

Benzino, is risin'
I you inside 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
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
off, I'm pealin' it, drop-top, be wheelin'
And everybody be that "Benzino is the realest thing"

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

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

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 to coast
Don't act like you a ghost
scream 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

Every time I come around to your or the spot
We got it hot, all my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?