Luyện nghe bài hát 211

Hey p man
Remember that shit last year you was talking that
murder shit
Won't you kick more of that shit

1

Jumped out the chev mean mugged at some sucker
King the gauge, them hoes didn't want no pub
So they off hella quick
Why them hoes was leaving me and sonja c was plotting some gangster
So put this up in your bra strap
And when we get inside this liquor keep your eyes up on them japs

c:
So get your up in the air trick
And break me off some cash cause sonya c's a trigger happy
So don't be talking that japanese
Understand it's a jack give up the cash or you'll be cheese

p:
Touch the button and i'ma you bitch
Why you had to and p get his hands dirty trick
And that'll be some more shit
Sonya c grab the cause we ain't leaving no fucking evidence
The next day the paper reads no

c:
Just a bunch of dead japanese
p:
Jumped in the car and backed to the
Bonnie and clyde or I say gangsta shit

(chorus)
A 211
We needed cash we the liquor store

2

I'm getting chronicked out or should I say up
? ? one g and three of us
I my face on the news and it's time to chill
But I can't cause I got too many fucking
Grabbed my it only had three bullets trick
But if I run out I ain't tripping I'll choke a
in the corner liquor store with my 44
Played it cool bought a snapple man them hoes
He the register I tried to do his ass
I ain't tripping the p wasn't wearing a mask
Blew out chronic, showed no remorse
Told hoes get they ass on the figgety floor
Snatched the cash and my pistol smoking
them hoes like the raiders left oakland

(chorus)

3

Cali g had the without no zig zag
Hold on I'm gone go get some fucking zags
Now I'm off to the liquor
And just in case it be some funk, I'm bring my 44
Now you the p don't take no shit
But this arab following me
Like I was gone steal some
He was strapped so I had to think
Put my 44 to the of this bitch
Drop your pistol or she's man
Slowly put hands up in the air
Lets play a little game
Simon say the register hoe
His looked it good so I told her to suck my 44
He got jealous tried to jump I hit him the pump
Put more cash in my pockets than donald
And I'm off to the freeway real
Got damn, forgot cali's zig

(chorus)

-alright you inmate o 652
Get your ass back in that boy
-damn, now know crime do pay
But you always get away