Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

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

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

Now really, he ever slip or trip
A big out, to my niggaz in Darby Twip
I spits the vocabulary to sinks MC's like
With my nocturnal vibes and editorial
I got a click, that'll hit you like a volts
The homies catchin' cases and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit hit like that
Listen and get elevated off the contact

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

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

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

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

At the end the lights go out so they do
I'm a L B C on through, true
Demandin' my respect, respect is I've given
So is what I expect
The money got me driven to the point of no
So the streets I roam don't chrome to the dome
Of this flack black 45 caliber glock gat, gun, or
Whistle, and all my homeboys come

Run, or hear the click, damn that that you get hit with
we bust, I let loose this is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that jealous and hate it, but fade it
With they every attempt they fail, oh well get suffered
I put pressure on sucker the bill is crisp
The deal is this, I gotta plot 'em on a for my chips
Get in my way and get on
I'm stompin', steppin', with my weapon

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

drama, with no parental guidance
Eyes went deceived, up my sleeve to intrigue
And these MC's will be G's D P G's and, L B C's
When we do the do to you so go your crew
And who, wants to with Techniec
Conflict be verbal

So how you speak
And you say when I display
Sleepless acts bomb to ya, suffer from insomnia
And I'ma, be comin' for you
So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle
Watch out

a sucker MC barbecue cookout
Look out, out now
Yeah, witcha bad self, out