Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[dr.
that I used to know and sell dope wit'
Listen to how a motherfucker shit,
And let me know what's up and they can on,
Thinkin' about the homeys passed on.
Death row to show you all the game at,
And show you how my got the name that
So many wanna see me, and is money,
But in the p-e-n, yo.
Welcome to viet nam, california.
Ain't a damn changed, so let me warn you.
Every minute you on the west side,
The best side, 20 niggers just died.
down the streets of l.a.
Stay strapped cause niggas caps every day, yo
The 1-8-7 stop, on undercover cops,
So on this gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with caps peelin' back.
So when you in the c-p-t.
You catch heat from with' the d-r-e.
I got my eyes on the unfolding.
And there gonna be no trippin'
Cause they the type of shit that I be holding.
If there's another said,
I'll let my forty-fo' go to the head, nigga.

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 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, sent away, get away got a gun,
And lookin' for the cops who set him up in '86
Now time to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the streets with my and my scars,
Nuts of cavi and I'm headed 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 that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt you really give a fuck what it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a block me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna with me,
A c-o-n-v-i-c-t, the motherfuckin' d-o-g, comin' the l-b-c.
Look at the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a mag, and mack 10
So what you do? (what you wanna do? )
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
So if you wanna blast, we can buck 'em
If we 'em then we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"

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

Splat to a face, he fall.
Strong motherfucker he starts to crawl.
I guess I to load the glock again.
Hit 'im with the points and watch him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
the glock 17, the clip went click.
Tried to detect, but did not detect
So I creep on ass, pops him and drops him.
That ought to stop from up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, cause I'm to take my respect.
I aimed the gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! boo-yaa! then I into the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin'
And it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' desert to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if they really trip,
Niggas keep your hands on motherfuckin' shit.

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