Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

Watch it, watch it, Daz is
And there'll be no more
Watch it, watch it, Kurupt is
And there'll be no more
Watch it, it, Doggystyle is comin'
And be no more waitin'
You be shootin', inna de place
If eedyot disrespectin', now

Now follow me deep in the of my mind
Think how many plots blossoms to how many
I'm sedatin' my asphyxiated from broke
And the bombast weed that'll make a nigga choke
To my way down in the Valley deep
To my homies in the Pound from L.A. and the
To my bulls out in Philly, all they smoke is Phillies
With silly-ass bitches out for a niggaz riches

Now really, will he ever slip or
A big shout out, to my in Darby Twip
I spits the vocabulary to sinks MC's ships
With my vibes and editorial clips
I got a click, that'll hit you a thousand volts
The homies cases robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit might hit like
Listen and get off the verbal contact

When a nigga strive for his he can't stop
Gotta get
Now a nigga gotta mash for his he can't stop
Gotta get

My these days make the average nigga afraid
'em in the worst way, put it down for myself
Put 'em to rest, confess,
Snatch 'em a cap and 'em at my best
For the fact with contact, we the block entourage
We drop bombs and we to calm down the savage beast

And the rest of the jungle I'll
Any MC tryin' to fuck D-A-Z
I represent it to the fullest, it could be a massacre
In ninety-six, a different approach on shit
I got the flavor, and I'm
Busta-ass niggaz can't us, and can't fade us
Shady-ass niggaz can't stand to ya
When the Tek to ya

Swift as a cheetah when I'm ya
I betcha I won't let ya escape, face the real on
They're trained to kill, the violated area
When the smoke clears the area I'm toast or at home
I blaze the zag or the once again another zone is gone
MC's try to they get lit and blown

At the end the lights go out so before do
I'm a L B C on through, true
Demandin' my respect, respect is what I've
So respect is I expect
The got me driven to the point of no return
So the streets I roam catch chrome to the dome
Of this flack black 45 caliber gat, gun, or pistol
Whistle, and all my homeboys come

Run, or hear the click, damn that shit that you get hit
When we bust, I let loose is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that jealous and it, but can't fade it
they every attempt they fail, oh well consequences get suffered
I put pressure on sucker the bill is crisp
The is this, I gotta plot 'em on a mash for my chips
Get in my way and get on
I'm stompin', steppin', my projectile weapon

With subjects all subject to harm, when I through
Who knew about the deal I conceal?
And still, can you feel, the of the whole situation is trust
No hoe is a
If I bust my brain constructs to form to the max
and deletin' elevation set backs
We wax and smack up MC's who compose the violence

Bringin' drama, with no guidance
Eyes went deceived, somethin' up my sleeve to
And these MC's be G's also D P G's and, L B C's
When we do the do to you so go call crew
And who, to compete with Techniec
Conflict will be

So watch how you
And what you say when I
Sleepless acts that's bomb to ya, from insomnia
And I'ma, be comin' for you
So please be on the for the Doggystyle Crew
Watch out

It's a MC barbecue cookout
Look out, out now
Yeah, witcha bad self, out