Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeman

[Fat
to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a bitch in the
Better yet sticks for the niggas that front
I got a steel in packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap back off muthaf-ckin head if you want
I got a guardian angel, she stay in the hood
And she pop up whenever I touch the on the wood
I got a bitch from Atlanta, she remind me of
Got a hell of an ass, this is a devil
She call me Marty McFly, Nike Back To The
10 racks on my feet, but thats Im used to
I put my team on the map, you other is fake
Worse than Oregon, you switch a jersey a day
Im in the beach somewhere foreign, Im in bitch while you snoring
A cash off the tour, then Im back in the morning
Im f-ckin of you niggas, Im about to throw up a million
oz in the kitchen: cook a perfect prescription

Go prez, go prez, rolling in
I got that Ringo
Im slingin Paul
Bitch Im in the kitchen that Arm & Hammer
Whipping Harrison, John Lennon
Dopeman! Dopeman!
bitch, Im the dopeman
Bitch Im in the kitchen with that Arm &
Whipping George Harrison, Lennon

Of course I get em
But do you know what to do em?
60 for the even if you cop a few of em
Talking about that diesel: the of all evil
You could use your nostrils, or you could use a
I need a hundred more, and I it pure
when somebody die off it
Then want it more!
The hustlers we surrounded by niggas hold the hammers
Oxys got generic, switched it to old
When you give em a 9 or better they go
Make a dollars a month: thats what the plan was
Now to catch the shift
they need that morning sniff
Thousand bundles by 11, then Im blowing spliffs
Show you how to get right, crib right, whip
Ten dollars a bag, but its 20 midnight
Pill man, man, stove man, coke man
You know who I am muthaf-cka: Im the

Cut the man off the middle, I it all off the top
Bout to yacht me a nigga, run him off of the
Im taking all of the profit, purchasing more of the
Invest in killers and dealers to my company public
I got a thing for them
Got a pole in the
White ho, Manson
for all of my niggas doing time up in prison
For getting caught with the burner, you know a ambition
Im to gamble with life, take a trip out to Vegas
Im bout a Zionist mic the Lord to forsake us
Remember I was broke, how it run in your pocket
Spend my money on dope, then I my profit
Now Im a multi-millionaire, off in the Lear
bitches on the private, than set off in the air

What you say
I said Ill yo dick!