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 up in this motherfucker
(Ice and E-40)

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

I gotta say some 'fore we start the single
I'm sick of motherfuckers 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, blast on Regal
Your dub, no "California Love," slugs
From California bloods, and Calfironia

Dip ridin' little itty bitty ass wheels
In the town like you might see on shoppin'
If I ridin' mustard or mayonnaise zinas [unverified]
And bowed toes, low on horse
Then, I'm bluffin', I'm less nothin', a constipated dude

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

gates, heaven or hell, mansion 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 mail

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

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

On the strength of purposes
Smokin'
(Burners)
Finger on my thumper in this concrete
(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, invent ours, in about, ten
Comin' with mob ass shit, it's a hit bitch

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

Behind gates, heaven or hell, 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

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, they can't believe what see

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

My grew up tearin' projects, players shootin' craps pimpin'
side bets, hair full of naps pimpin'
Bunch of ruffnecks, the old tracks mayne
Money sex, servin' cocaine

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

gates, heaven or hell, mansion 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

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