Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone

I days on Crenshaw, take a nigga Beamer
Hit the hood, his rims off
Then hit that block, let him hear Pac
shit don't stop
Soo woo, new coupe, through the side
New Benz, top down, new rims, new throwin' up P's, whoo whoop

Compton niggas ain't never gon' be the
It's in my blood, you see my
You see my tats, you feel my
You in my hood? You a gang
You got 2 seconds to where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now that you slumped I see your

Nigga we got canals, shelves, niggas tried, niggas that died
Niggas that fell well, off in jail cell
Shit, we got niggas full clips
That'll dip through you set and like "Hell Rell"
No bail the peace price
Get caught up in the middle of the at the light, you fuckin' bean pie
Middle of your forehead nigga, that's the beam lie
(You be ok) Cause I done God

Niggas crack, Dre sellin' headphones
in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red
I just killed a on my cellphone
Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head
G-Man in heaven, name on that
LJ in prison, and my Legs gone
I just a nigga on my cellphone
Stop

Playin' chronic, blazin' with the windows tinted
Cause those that don't cut the checks, the ones in yo'
sendin' death threats but still ain't sent no killers
You take a stretch away myself, can't depend on niggas
Shit on check the urinal and you'll see
That I be droppin' jewels and you take 'em like a jewel thief
teeth is what I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with
Used to make the flip now Game told me to lay your hits
Teamed up, the US just to let the name ring
Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the King thing
Steak and lobster with the gentleman, sit with a posture
Blowin' all these bands fans, like it's Frank Sinatra
Made it out the South Bay village homies hate I
But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to my mama
Only chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the
Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' central moth

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin'
in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, head red bone
I just killed a on my cellphone
Puff vodka, weed got my head gone
G-Man in heaven, name on that
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just a nigga on my cellphone
that