Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

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

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

Now really, he ever slip or trip
A big shout out, to my niggaz in Darby
I spits the vocabulary to MC's like ships
With my vibes and editorial clips
I got a click, that'll hit you like a volts
The homies catchin' robberies and assaults
It my fault that my shit might hit like that
and get elevated off the verbal contact

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

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

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

Swift as a cheetah I'm catchin' 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 whether I'm toast or at home
I blaze the zag or the bone 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, stayin'
Demandin' my respect, respect is I've given
So respect is I expect
The money got me driven to the point of no
So the streets I roam don't catch chrome to the
Of this flack 45 caliber glock gat, gun, or pistol
Whistle, and watch all my homeboys

Run, or hear the click, damn that that you get hit with
When we bust, I let this is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that jealous and hate it, but can't it
With they every attempt they fail, oh well get suffered
I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers the bill is
The deal is this, I 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 swarm
Who knew about the deal I conceal?
And still, can you feel, the topic of the whole is trust
No hoe is a
If I bust my brain constructs to knowledge to the max
Defeatin' and deletin' set backs
We wax tracks and smack up who compose the violence

Bringin' drama, with no parental
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
we do the do to you so go call your crew
And who, wants to with Techniec
Conflict be verbal

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

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