Luyện nghe bài hát 187

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

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin 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 for the cops who set him up in '86
Now it's to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the with my khakis and my scars,
Nuts full of and I'm headed for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to make my green, and 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 with 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.
at what the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a mag, and mack 10
So you wanna 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 stick 'em then we '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 he starts to crawl.
I guess I gots to the glock again.
Hit 'im with the hollow points and him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the went click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on that ass, 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 fade 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 motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' desert eagle to motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, 'em, if they really wanna trip,
Niggas keep your hands on your shit.

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