Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

So you can my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high I wrote this so suck, my dick, ha ha!

Two I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his
A young ass man a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't chew his last pants
I'm like a at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white pills bitin' him
I'm like a wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta I come across in the halls
I light a candle and it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the handle
So when you find yourself up in the blinds, hurtin'
it's too late
'Cause once hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 slug
Degradin', creatin' murders to haters
for every crime known through the equator
They I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double barrel an'
I'm a black that will blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, when I Remi I do shit on purpose
You hear me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm snatchin' every it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, Brigade it
You hidin', I make the get a face lift
Niggas afraid, handin' me they bracelets
in the lab wasted
I'm the type drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined, you get socked on site
And even at the Million Man March, we gon'

So you can suck my dick if you like, my shit
I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my
'Cause I was when I wrote this so suck, my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, down Fenkel and Meyers
expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of wire
(Hey, is performing?)
Bitch didn't you the flier?
Special invited guest will be, Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
My in a coma for
Lettin' the skip
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the record (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm
It's gonna cost hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some bitch for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in
All is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

flashback, two feats, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin' pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with rats
At a 'Stop the rally, I blast gats
Be mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, up your cash stack
Run your pockets, asap
I need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, thief and half black
Bring your and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rappers get they Jag jacked
And found up in a trash bag

Stranglin' rappers until the point they yell
'Cause they crew is full of and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence nine hoodlums
I your adam's apple until it crackle
Run right past you, around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and it's
I cock it back shoot it
I snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the toddlers
Brigade barricade to bring the
While the bullets your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm a song with Bolo
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I ya face leakin', run up in church
And smack the preacher while he's
Take a at the deacon

I used to tell cats I sold and weight
I was straight 'til I got sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer for havin' sex in my tent
the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon Artis I was swimmin' in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Von
Who got fired from U-P-S for to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not me none
Born up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in

So you can suck my dick if you like, my shit
'Cause I was high I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high I wrote this so suck, my dick

Ha ha, my motherfuckin' dick
D-12, Dirty motherfuckin'
Nasty like a slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands
kid
Swifty
The Kon
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Harry
Ha ha, and Shady