Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone

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

Compton niggas never gon' be the same
It's in my blood, you see my
You see my tats, you my pain
You in my You from a gang
You got 2 seconds to answer where you from, or you see your brains
Now you slumped I see your change

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

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre headphones
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red
I killed a nigga on my cellphone
Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head
G-Man in heaven, on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga gone
I just killed a on my cellphone
that

Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic with the tinted
Cause those don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers sendin' death but still ain't sent no killers
You take a stretch away squeeze myself, can't on niggas
Shit on check the urinal and you'll see
I be droppin' jewels and you should take 'em like a jewel thief
Wolves 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, toured the US just to let the ring
Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the King thing
Steak and lobster the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture
Blowin' all bands fans, screamin' like it's Frank Sinatra
Made it out the South Bay village homies I prosper
But I don't owe you shit, I'm supposed to thank my mama
Only for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama
than a blazin' comet, fuckin' south central moth

Niggas crack, Dre sellin' headphones
2Pac in heaven, Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, head red bone
I just a nigga on my cellphone
Puff vodka, weed got my head gone
in heaven, name on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just killed a on my cellphone
Stop