Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone

I remember days on Crenshaw, take a Beamer
Hit the hood, his rims off
hit that block, let him hear that Pac
That shit 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 be the same
in my blood, you see my veins
You see my tats, you my pain
You in my hood? You from a
You got 2 to answer where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now that you slumped I see your

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

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

Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic with the windows
Cause those don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers sendin' death threats but still sent no killers
You take a stretch away squeeze myself, depend on niggas
Shit on niggas check the urinal and 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
up, toured the US just to let the name ring
Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the James thing
Steak and lobster with the gentleman, sit a gangster posture
Blowin' all these bands fans, screamin' like Frank Sinatra
it out the South Bay village homies hate I prosper
But I don't owe you shit, I'm supposed to thank my mama
chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama
Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' south moth

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