Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

Yo where the fuck else you think hear this exclusive
From start scratch. (Hold me down Skee)
To umm... (chuckles)
There go sample again
I feel like the rap is following me man
Cool and Dre! Y'all my man, for life man
I tell y'all niggas like I Busta man
I you nigga
Real recognize real, I mean, game game (Hiccups)
You know it is
you Don Julio

1:]
That bitch fine. you think?
Get that hoe drunk drop a pill in her drink
Or should I give her a green one Em gave me
Shit had me in Detroit feeling Jay-Z
Looked in the mirror, my and my nose was big
And my girl walked by wit a gold wig dancing Beyonce
I must be
Spot on my sweatsuit, it must be
Cuz I jack off, every time I of Beyonce
She took the wig off now she look like Kanye's...ex
I swear nigga when I get sober I ain't fucking wit X shit
It me wanna sing like T-Pain
Make me wanna pierce my lip like Lil'
Make me wanna yo bitch, like LUDA
Don't worry me man

I'm off this
And this Hennessy's got me (Going)
I'm so
I'm off this
And Hennessy's got me going (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky

2:]
Lemme you why I'm fucked up
My and my pops had dumb luck
See she was 18, to fuck wit that nigga
Pops sold heroin so he was nigga
the .45, and he bust that trigger
Ain't nobody in Compton touch nigga
But that was back then, so fuck nigga
My childhood weren't shit, so that nigga
I been shot, to jail. Rode around Compton on spreewells
Moved to the 'hood and choke yo ass out like Sprewell
Still crack distribute, what you want
Wholesale, retail.
I know you faggot ass on detail
at 'em tryna hack into my geemail
All they found was old Dr. Dre beats,

I'm off ecstasy
And this got me going (Going)
I'm so
I'm off ecstasy
And this got me going. (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky

3:]
Like the
But when I'm fucking wit Diddy, I'm
I a back wood, gut it out
See a of Halle Berry I cut it out
Yeah nigga she fine! But not like she was in
Now she (OK) like OJ and Mane
And like I was rapping and trapping
Kept a brick in the back of my momma Acura
Gimme a test. Hit the
How many O's in a brick I ace that
come through the door, taste that shit
Chop it, bag it, let 'em base that shit
She ain't tryna I Ma$e that bitch
her cosmo, and lace that shit
I get pussy for I aint take that shit
I don't if I rate that bitch

I'm off ecstasy
And this Hennessy's got me (Going)
I'm so
I'm off this
And this got me going (Going)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the sky, (sky) Sky, (sky) Sky, (sky)
to the Sky