Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[dr.
Niggers that I used to know and sell dope
Listen to how a flow shit,
And let me know what's up and they can on,
Thinkin' the homeys that passed on.
row come to show you all the game at,
And show you how my label got the name
So many see me, and time is money,
But in the p-e-n, yo.
Welcome back to nam, california.
Ain't a thing changed, so let me warn you.
motherfuckin minute you on the west side,
The best side, 20 that just died.
Walkin' down the of l.a.
Stay cause niggas bust caps every day, yo
The don't stop, on undercover cops,
So on spot gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' like this and that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their caps back.
So creep you in the c-p-t.
You catch heat from fuckin' the d-r-e.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And there ain't be no trippin'
Cause they know the type of that I be holding.
If there's word said,
let my forty-fo' go buck to the head, nigga.

Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop

[snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, away, get away snoop's got a gun,
And he's lookin' for the who set him up in '86
Now it's time to put ass in the mix.
Back on the streets with my and my scars,
Nuts full of cavi and I'm for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to my green, and plus they all fiend
Follow me, they keep murder, but it won't stop,
Until the last nigga that you drop.
Another out, but I doubt that you really give a fuck what it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a with me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna knock me,
A c-o-n-v-i-c-t, the d-o-g, comin' from the l-b-c.
Look at what the doc in,
A 38, a fo'ty-fo' mag, and mack 10
So what you do? (what you wanna do? )
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
So if you blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's on a motherfuckin cop

to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Strong motherfucker cause he to crawl.
I I gots to load the glock again.
Hit 'im with the points and watch him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the clip click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on that ass, pops him and him.
That ought to stop beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, cause I'm about to my respect.
I aimed the twelve gauge for his neck.
Boo-yaa! boo-yaa! I fade into the wind.
and it's on again.
Well it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and on,
Fo'-fo' desert to your motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and on,
Fo'-fo' eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if really wanna trip,
Niggas keep hands on your motherfuckin' shit.

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop...