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

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

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 don't like, my
'Cause I was when I wrote this so suck, my dick

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

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two up in that ass crack
laced with somethin' nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with 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 a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, thief and half black
Bring boys and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get Jag jacked
And found chopped up in a bag

Stranglin' rappers until the they can't yell
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than sales
Reckless, from behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple until it
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and it's
I it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young
up the household, even the young 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 he's preachin'
Take a at the deacon

I used to cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got caught 'em shake
I'm ignorant, the intent 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 cahoots with this named Carlisle Von
Who got fired from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a local for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry son
Call your house and hang up on you for not me none
straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' they
Used to be the type of nigga that was some one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in

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

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