Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Gates

Say Earl, let's get it a latin in this bitch
Uh, nigga, nigga, y'know,
(Y'know)
Uh, Ice Cube and E-40 up in motherfucker
(Ice and E-40)

For that don't know
We do it like this,we do it like
(Like how?, this)

I say some shit 'fore we start the single
I'm of motherfuckers bitin' 40 lingo
Every time I see yo' ass you got a jingle
And you wrote shit, got it from my people

Your ego, is evil, negro, fo'rizzo, we go
Get the Eagle, blast on your Regal
Your dub, no "California Love," California
From California bloods, and 'cuz

Dip ridin' them little itty bitty ass
In the town like you might see on shoppin'
If I ain't ridin' mustard or mayonnaise [unverified]
And bowed toes, [unverified] low on
Then, I'm bluffin', I'm less than nothin', a constipated

Constantly fartin', but I'm really supposed to be, shittin' on
Peep, Ice Cube and E-40 doin' a together
That's heat, it don't get no better than this pimpin'
That's heat two of the grizzliest and Godzilla ass niggaz
To touch the mic
(Touch the mic)

Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Keepin it real, two from the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was destined to somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
it real, two niggaz from the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be your mail

Now, I might talk a language but I'm not Scottish
Got more homies in jail, I do in college
I'm a cold piece of [unverified] through the park
And come back every fifteen in a different car

On the strength of purposes
burners
(Burners)
Finger on my thumper in this habitat
(Thumper)
Never know when you just might have to, put a on flat

Our status, is penthouses, yo' ass, is houses
We got, ten houses, can't even, spend
We go, invent ours, in about, ten
Comin' with mob ass shit, it's a hit bitch

bitch, turn into a rich bitch
Every trick bitch be a legit bitch
We got big ol', big gold
We got big ol', big gold, plates
(Who is it?)

gates, heaven or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin' it real, two niggaz from the makin' mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be your mail

Let me you, broke niggaz can't offend me
Evidently, yo' Bentley said "rent me"
I see you rollin', stolen, L.A.P.D.
Is actin' like me, they can't believe what they see

Pull you over, it's over, nigga, be sober
Rollin' through this neighborhood nice to know ya
Fakin' like you got the bacon, with that ass Rolex
A nigga blast 'til the soul

My roots grew up tearin' projects, players shootin' craps
Placin' bets, hair full of naps pimpin'
Bunch of ruffnecks, play the old mayne
cars sex, servin' cocaine

White girl, wedding dress, in the game
cleaners, poppin' out of my Ford Excursion truck
With heaters, at all of my enemies better duck
Even though I'm makin' I'm still stuck

Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
it real, two niggaz from the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be about your

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be about mail