Luyện nghe bài hát C - Walk

Yeah, for the West Coast CD
Let me my throat
Check it out, check it out, it out
We gonna it like this, yo

This album is the of both worlds
Kurupt, Daz Dilly this for the Coast side, Young Gotti
Don't forget about Deee and Slip Capone
for the West Coast one, ha, ha

Saggin', G'd up, sippin'
Sip nigga, dip nigga, set trip
Gotta grip nigga, getta nigga with tha gang
And rollin' with the bangin'

Homie what you got? A couple to sell
Went from weed to dope to to sell
Hit a switch nigga don't fuck around with bitch
I'm a money nigga cash gettin', hash hittin'

Gang bang affiliate, hit a stick real
And in a minute start shit real quick
I'm a dollar motherfuckin' nigga
I thought you knew about it 'bout it, it, do ya got it

Now the homies bout it, I'm to do this
Hit a lick hit back with some new shit
Then a gangsta reunion
The homie told me, getcha' on youngsta, C-Walk homie

Getcha' walk on, C-Walk homie, C-Walk
Getcha' on, C-Walk homie

Yeah, I'ma tell you this Kurupt, you know how it was for me
Been regarded as the since I hit the set
Young nigga with a rep, that gangsta step
crocka sacs or blue cordirouy house shoes on
Flossin' for the hoodrats, my groove on

Hangin' in the park 'til all of dark
Tryin' to a mark slippin' with this thang that bark
Cry baby on the swamp got the locked
And no doubt comin' out he gon' wreck ya not

me the satin loc so I can wet my throat
While I sag the blue khakis with the coat
All the hoes want is gangstaz just like us
Rough and don't give a fuck, ain't that right Kurupt, right

Stay bangin' on these niggaz on a basis
Big chases, facin' felony cases
it to be famous, livin' hard and dangerous
Steppin' on these with my blue Chuck Taylor's

Getcha' on, C-Walk homie, C-Walk homie
walk on, C-Walk homie

You know that gangstaz rock, roll
the gangsta shit, we on a gangsta stroll
'Cause ride, gangstaz slide
In the ride with the gangsta glide

'Cause move, and gangstaz groove
Most gangstaz got nothin' to
Gangstaz live, and die
Gangstaz form a gang and the gang

give a fuck, a G don't ask why
Gangstaz snitch, and gangstaz don't cry
boogie, gangstaz don't dance
Gangsta the strap outcha' pants and blast

don't run, and gangstaz don't hide
I'ma gangsta ass from the sick southside
how I know exactly what a gangsta do
You love the gangsta shit, ain't you a too?
C-Walk homie

C-Walk homie, Slip Capone, homie
O.G. Deee, C-Walk homie
Kurupt, Dat Nigga Daz, now walk on 'em
C-Walk homie, homie now walk on 'em