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 speakers dump that real shit to blow out your twist
Pull out your heaters if you're cold, it up, get it up
My niggas and my get your hands, get 'em up

I rough ride, get it raw like never before
Hard explore, nigga to knock down your door
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, with the of death, I got the rep
Motherfucker, my name is Daz, 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 fuckin'
Oh no, nigga I'm back another dose
And if you niggas know, I rock coast to coast

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

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 coast to
act like you seen a ghost
Just it out

Benzino, temperature is
I you inside me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me and I can't hide this feeling
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 hearin'
Ya meet her at the

Unforgettable experience, hit
I'm it, macked out, I'm swervin' it
out your nervousness stacks
I be deservin' cats

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

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

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 coast to
Don't act like you seen a
scream it out

Benzino, is risin'
I want you inside me, 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, back door, I'm it
Flip rhymes, complete with it, hit dimes, I'm with it

nines, I'm spittin' 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 this again, fuck it
I fly to Logan and rip up the show again
Chronic steady, it, the drama never provokin' it

Niggas knowin' that Jacob, he keeps me glowin'
And East we keep it hustlin', South they it crunk
And West keep 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 and bitches, why don't you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me coast to
Don't act you seen 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 I come around to your club or the spot
We got it hot, all my niggas and bitches, why you yell it out?