Luyện nghe bài hát Church 4 Thugs Featnate Dogg

1]
To all my niggas on the porch getting their braided
Corn rolled by a L.A.
And I forget
My niggas riding the train fitted
Thermals under that shit
I love New York but that's L.A. shit
And I'm of it
Spit it through the wire so the love it
you know who you are you can turn it down fuck it
I can shoot a video to it and spend half the
I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal in public
hatred inside my soul than Pac had for Delores Tucker
Every time one of my get shot the more I suffer
Cause we trapped inside a world where your to die for your colors
I seen it all through the tints
Got niggas doing life in the pen
So I dread like
If I die for one of my
Than up the streets of Compton and spill my blood in the pavement

Believe me niggas keep sayin gon heat me up
Talking that shit they goin lay me down
And then I come strapped to see what's up
Niggas don't want no parts of me pal

Niggas keep sayin gon heat me up
Talking that shit like they goin lay me
And then I come through strapped to see up
Niggas really don't know of me pal

2]
Who I gotta talk to who I gotta
I want my unsigned
Like Kanye want his five
Aiight, I handle you ain't gotta ride a bike
To peep game and his here go some training wheels
roll
Through the of god
Where LA niggas train to
you up hundred times worse than the Haitians will
For real naw Pharrell I need a track
Dre we to close aint no back homie
Deal with it I'm a be for ten years
Spittin like the ghost of Eric Wright and Big
Let me paint this
While you sit here thinking in the back of your this is the shit yeah
I spit for you doing 25 on they 5th year ready to throw a nigga off the 5th tier
Them white boys in the and Fitch gear
And every nigga who helped me get here

Believe me niggas keep they gon heat me up
Talking shit like they gon lay me down
And when I come through strapped to see up
Niggas don't want no parts of me pal

Niggas keep they gon heat me up
Talking that shit like gon lay me down
And I come through strapped to see what's up
really don't know parts of me pal

3]
One brick, two
The boy weight
Now three bricks, four
I'm upstate
Bricks, six bricks
The nigga got
Not rap money, but money rap since '88
Look at the world we in
Niggas steady hate, to the at Koch
Leave him up like freddy's face
Niggas catching
I'm about millions
And outta all the newcomers out, my the illest
You a second nigga,
A to a guerilla
Put us in the same and I'ma have to peel 'em
The of both worlds
and drug dealing
Run and tell the chief I came to burn down the
The head honcho, out the third story window
Of my Beverly condo
two long ass heats
I 'em Shaq and Alonzo
You niggas me outta L.A.
Yeah I

Believe me niggas keep they gon' heat me up
Talking that shit like gon' lay me down
And when I come through to see what's up
Niggas really want no parts of me pal

Niggas keep sayin' gon' heat me up
that shit like they gon' lay me down
And when I come through strapped to see up
Niggas don't know parts of me pal