Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

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

1:]
That bitch fine. What you
Get that hoe drunk drop a blue pill in her
Or should I give her a one like Em gave me
Shit had me in Detroit feeling Jay-Z
in the mirror, my lips and my nose was big
And my girl walked by wit a gold wig dancing Beyonce
I must be
on my sweatsuit, it must be semen
Cuz I jack off, every I think 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 this X
It makes me wanna sing T-Pain
Make me pierce my lip like Lil' Wayne
Make me wanna yo bitch, like LUDA
Don't about me man

I'm off ecstasy
And this got me going (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
sold heroin so he was that nigga
Carry the .45, and he that trigger
Ain't nobody in touch that nigga
But that was back then, so fuck that
My childhood weren't shit, so fuck that
I shot, been to jail. Rode around Compton on spreewells
Moved to the 'hood and still choke yo ass out Sprewell
Still crack distribute, you want nigga?
Wholesale, retail.
I you faggot ass cops on detail
Look at 'em tryna hack into my
All they was old Dr. Dre beats, well

I'm off ecstasy
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

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

I'm off ecstasy
And this Hennessy's got me (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