Luyện nghe bài hát Brownsville ii Long Beach

Just understand the whole shit son, y'know
It's too much over here, there's doodoo over there
get with the real, from here
And the from there
And make it mo' like blues everywhere
Yaknowhati'msayin? dynamic duo two bro

Fucking global, fucking in this rap shit

is bon jovi..

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and go
Worldwide boot camp with smoke by the
Or the west coast, where they show me of love
Doc and tray deee crackin bout guns n drugs
Buggin on this wack rap shit coast to coast
Why not the real from sides lick and go for broke?
No ass joke, buck or rakim, long arms like down syms
Snatch up your hoe, fuck her or pass it, it don't na-thing

What's the deal pah? i shit is peace and love
But if it ain't fuck it I'm forced to release slugs
Peep these thugs, sean price, mc miraculous
When pumped up, I'm forced to up punk and smack the shit
Act like it happen when would I ever let you slide
Two fly niggaz becomin of whorides
You try to avoid my that's when you die
News fly fast as fuck on how ruckus done guys
niggaz screamin, "ruck you on some other shit"
Mad cause I music no longer for the love of it
What is this? y'all niggaz is soft like velvet
You get dealt with, a single shot to your

Now throw your hands in the air if you this here
Shit'll bump because it's real this year
From the city of long to my home brownsville
Cause real recognize everytime for real

Who mashes with the niggaz in town?
Kill em who got the right to make a sound?
My style break blocks corners avenues and
It's time to mash in, it's a ride
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the
Steadily givin these niggaz don't these zones limits
I live the cruicial life, so pay attention
As I come through, for you and your
It's just a man and his music, I afraid to use
I you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless
To step to this, we in effect we
the mental murderous and ain't afraid to diss

We can't quit we can't stop we got to do this (do this shit)
heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run this shit)
If you don't know you gotta know you trust a bitch (never trust a bitch)
Game trump tight, we try to run this (run this shit)

Life without money, that's like with no air
Prepare, there's no love in
Engage, I meet the page, like nicholas cage
And get served, front and stage
I'm breakin through, throw up your teflon
And get penetrated, telekinetic
Hostile, verbal in 3-d
every galaxy, throwin up d.p.

We in the house, even when we
We in the house with in your bitch mouth
From here to down to the westside, my vocals test drive
You crazy, the I spit'll make a nigga praise me
So say oh, you love the real shit
Oh for dogg and b-c-c
Me, j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckus
And kurupt we equal fo' bad motherfuckers
You want lumps? we got some, worse that we got guns
From hot ones, to shotguns, hold up I'm not done
Oowops son, and mad 9's, the red dot kind
To make a hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?

At the same time, you can catch me on corners yeah smokin
Hopin these, niggaz don't the ruckus vocally
Potentcy, that's I'm kickin while all you jokers be
On bullshit, niggaz you movin at a slower speed
You know it's the, after-party hotel like jodeci
Make me blow the back out these bangin they ovaries
I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I
Smack the shit out of any nigga I that's clonin me

Now who, wants to be a dope mc
heltah skeltah and the d-p-g
Swervin all through your fuckin
And layin motherfuckers down, hah!

Man, these niggaz servin me? I not
That's facin a blizzard in a fuckin
I took tricks to new to cape cod
You could be up against tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I bring it to you
And have the whole scenery surrounded like the
Who could it be comin in all blue?
Dogg pound gangstaz, one, number two
Never the principle, the top principal
Up against the top invincible, assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a
The wrong choice'll get your chest cavity split
when all the bullshit ceases, this whole frame
And format crumble right before his eyes pieces
ass assassin with no heart and no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows, and no
Waitin for poetical satan, slaughters
Runnin through camps like walter
I'm all about makin, and not makin mistakes
only worth what you create in the garden of snakes

Yeah, and how we do it
Heltah skeltah and tha dogg
Runnin this
Yeah!