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 real shit to out your twist
out your heaters if you're 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
core 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, 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 name is Daz, I'll ass
Everyday, all day, I count big ass

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

I hit you with 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 willin' to fuck a
Now my niggas, you who run the streets

time 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
Don't act like you seen a
scream it out

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

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

I'm not with them
Who do I heard of ya act out?
I murder ya, out I'm burnin' ya
Niggas ain't 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 crib L-T
doggy-style, part three

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

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

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

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

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

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

Every time I around 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 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 feeling
Extra hot and I'm for you

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