Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Gates

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

For those that know
We do it like this,we do it this
(Like how?, this)

I gotta say some 'fore we start the single
I'm of motherfuckers bitin' 40 lingo
Every time I see yo' bitch ass you got a
And you ain't wrote shit, got it my people

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

Dip them little itty bitty ass wheels
In the like you might see on shoppin' carts
If I ain't ridin' mustard or mayonnaise [unverified]
And toes, [unverified] low on horse
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
heat, players it don't get no better than this pimpin'
That's heat two of the most and Godzilla ass niggaz
To ever the mic
(Touch the mic)

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

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

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

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

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

Broke bitch, turn a rich bitch
trick bitch wanna be a legit bitch
We got big ol', big gold
We got big ol', big gold, nickel
(Who is it?)

gates, heaven or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin' it real, two niggaz the hood makin' mill's
gates, heaven 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' just like me, can't believe what they see

Pull you over, over, nigga, can't be sober
Rollin' through this neighborhood fool nice to ya
Fakin' like you got the bacon, with that ass Rolex
A nigga blast the soul reflects

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

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

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

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