Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

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

Two I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the of his ass
So the rats chew through his last pants
I'm like a at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I across in the halls
I a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin'
So when you find wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
Just it's too
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 slug
Degradin', creatin' to kill haters
Accused for every crime known through the
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double gauge an'
I'm a black that will blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on
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 president get a face
Niggas just afraid, me they bracelets
in the lab wasted
I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, up on the mic
Your is ruined, you get socked right on site
And at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my if you don't 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 high when I this so suck, my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and
Plates expired, as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed
(Hey, is performing?)
Bitch you read the flier?
Special invited guest will be, Richard
(Aren't you a dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an trip
My in a coma for
the record skip
Lettin' the record
the record skip (Damn!)
I'm anything when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an
bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and
I bombs like I was in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, my stinkin' ass mom

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two deep up in that ass
Weed laced with somethin' pass that
In we only hang out with hash rats
At a 'Stop the rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on publishin', get your
The Kuniva, up your cash stack
Run motherfuckin' pockets, asap
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch
Born loser, half and half black
Bring your boys and your guns and get at
smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
And found up in a trash bag

Stranglin' rappers until the point can't yell
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and snatch necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple it crackle
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and polluted
I it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young
Shoot up the household, the young toddlers
Brigade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas
If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I ya face leakin', run up in church
And smack the preacher while he's
Take a swing at the

I used to cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight I got caught sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for sex in my tent
With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of
I've been a Kon since I was swimmin' in water
In with this nigga named Carlisle Von
Who got from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you your son
Call your house and up on you for not givin' me none
Born up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm in dough

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

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