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, watch it, Doggystyle is
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 plots blossoms to how many times
I'm sedatin' my asphyxiated from beginnin'
And the bombast weed smoke make a nigga choke
To my loc's way down in the Valley
To my homies in the from L.A. and the Beach
To my bulls out in Philly, 'cause all they is Phillies
With these silly-ass out for a niggaz riches

Now really, will he ever or trip
A big out, to my niggaz in Darby Twip
I spits the vocabulary to sinks like ships
With my nocturnal and editorial clips
I got a click, that'll hit you like a thousand
The homies catchin' robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit hit like that
and get elevated off the verbal contact

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

My mind-state these days make the average nigga
Hurt 'em in the worst way, put it down for
Put 'em to rest, confess,
Snatch 'em a cap and destroy 'em at my
For the simple fact contact, we the block entourage
We drop bombs and we known to calm down the beast

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

as a cheetah when 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 area whether I'm or at home
I blaze the zag or the bone once again another is gone
try to step 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 I roam don't catch chrome to the dome
Of this flack black 45 glock 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 this is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that and hate it, but can't fade it
With they attempt they fail, oh well consequences get suffered
I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers the 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', my projectile weapon

With subjects all subject to harm, when I swarm
Who knew the real 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 deceived, somethin' up my sleeve to intrigue
And MC's will be G's also D P G's and, L B C's
we do the do to you so go call your crew
And who, wants to compete with
Conflict will be

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

It's a sucker MC cookout
out, watch out now
Yeah, witcha bad self, out