Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Back That G

Ride, ride, rough, ride on, on
on, roll on, what, what, what?
Ride on, on, roll on
Nigga, what, what, what, Ride on

This is the you wanna spit to a nigga
Let a nigga know all right, cascades
And G'z on niggas like parades
Escapades and charades played when the stopped

And it
Young seen so many bodies
Drop fours, hop classics and drastic
a pleasure and penal endeavors

Whatever the case, whatever case, it's on a chase
When a chase, it in the facial of race
Me and Fred, he make beats, I rhymes
And Snoop, he and calculates

Impervious moves, the Pentagon
Wit a pistols, I where the gangstas' at
Daz his collar, nigga, sweet and sour
Pop Chucks and
Rollin' through the in my '84 Impala

Holla, holla, if you wanna, we gon' run it the co'na
It's the California, ya see
I do it to ya 'cause I know ya it, you do up, tryna do us
But you can't you lovin' this beat

We dump, dump to make you pump,
We comin' wit the heat to ya trunk bump
Freddy said he had a a gritty down to go steady
And stick up Eddie for his

And bring it all back to
I want bread, cheese, now put it on the
Knick knack style, kick and flip files
In the verge and now listen here, child

Bow wow, do ya now, how ya it, doggystyle?
Smile and grinnin', on some gin'n
Roll wit a cap and strapped in
Once ya back in, it's straight mackin', I it crackin'

This is how we all get
Bring back G shit fo' me
is how we all get down
Bring back G shit fo' me

This is how we all get
Bring back G shit fo' me
This is how we all get
back that G shit fo' me

I I slept you, kept ya, finna fetch you
Snatch you back too, you and rapped too
The vacuum sat 'chu and rat you, act two
Now must I do?

To get you back to the way is to see
DPG
I'm not talkin' 'bout or biology
G-ology, you feelin' me?

Niggas be killin' me and me
Silly, he thinkin' y'all smash on me
Blast on me, the
take ya back to the ol' school
And let ya cut wit me

Get ass wit me
Then get us somethin' to
And let you sip out the glass as me
And now you feelin' a killa
And it was all over weed and a can of Miller

Illa, kill a nigga like a
Big D O double gizzle
Way off tha hizzle, my
I hit niggas and bitches if you fuck wit my
'Cause I'm a killa and stick release ya pop a pimple

If you don't got my money, I you run
'Cause the Gold Loc, he do you a 20 or done
no fun the way I play, nigga, I plays fo' keeps
No details, just been sweeped to sleep

Locations, directions, not even a
Bitch, I doubt it, if ya body get found waste
In the alley, killa Cali Eastside is Crips
Never slip, set trip and smoke dip, cuz

This is how we all get
back that G shit fo' me
This is how we all get
Bring that G shit fo' me

is how we all get down
Bring back that G fo' me
This is how we all get
Bring back that G fo' me

Snoop Doggy Dogg is do ya
Fredwreck got the reefers through ya
Loc can put the G and the C
Wit Kurupt, Young from the DPG

Bitch, hey