Luyện nghe bài hát Ecstasy

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

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

I'm off this
And this got me going (Going)
I'm so
I'm off this
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

2:]
Lemme you why I'm fucked up
My moms and my pops had dumb
See she was 18, to fuck wit that nigga
Pops sold heroin so he was nigga
Carry the .45, and he bust trigger
nobody in Compton touch that nigga
But that was back then, so fuck that
My childhood weren't shit, so fuck nigga
I been shot, been to jail. Rode Compton on spreewells
Moved to the 'hood and still choke yo ass out like
crack distribute, what you want nigga?
Wholesale, retail.
I you faggot ass cops on detail
Look at 'em tryna hack into my
All found 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 fucking wit Diddy, I'm
I take a wood, gut it out
See a of Halle Berry I cut it out
Yeah she fine! But not like she was in Boomerang
Now she (OK) like OJ and Gucci
And like them I was and trapping
Kept half a brick in the back of my Acura
Gimme a test. Hit the
How many O's in a I ace that shit
Brick come through the door, taste that
Chop it, bag it, let 'em free base that
She ain't fuck I Ma$e that bitch
Take her cosmo, and lace that
I get pussy for I aint take that shit
I don't know if I rate bitch

I'm off this
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