Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

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

1:]
That fine. What 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 lips and my was big
And my girl walked by wit a wig dancing like Beyonce
I must be
Spot on my sweatsuit, it be semen
Cuz I jack off, time I think of Beyonce
She took the wig off now she like Kanye's...ex chick
I swear nigga when I get sober I ain't wit this X shit
It makes me sing like T-Pain
Make me wanna my lip like Lil' Wayne
me wanna fuck yo bitch, like LUDA
Don't about me man

I'm off ecstasy
And Hennessy's 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

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

I'm off ecstasy
And Hennessy's 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

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

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