Luyện nghe bài hát Church 4 Thugs Featnate Dogg

1]
To all my niggas on the porch getting their hair
Corn by a L.A. bitch
And I can't
My riding the train Yankee fitted
Thermals that Pelle shit
I love New but gangbanging that's L.A. shit
And I'm of it
it through the wire so the crowd love it
Haters you who you are you can turn it down fuck it
I can shoot a video to it and half the budget
I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal blow in
More hatred inside my than Pac had for Delores Tucker
time one of my niggas get shot the more I suffer
Cause we trapped inside a world where your forced to die for your
I seen it all through the Range
Got niggas life in the state pen
So I dread like
If I die for one of my
Than break up the streets of and spill my blood in the pavement

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

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

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

Believe me niggas keep sayin gon heat me up
that shit like they gon lay me down
And when I come through to see what's up
Niggas really don't no parts of me pal

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

3]
One brick, two
The boy moving
Now three bricks, bricks
I'm upstate
Bricks, six bricks
The nigga got
Not rap money, but been rap since '88
Look at the we live in
Niggas hate, to the heckler at Koch
Leave him chopped up freddy's face
Niggas catching
Cause I'm about
And outta all the newcomers out, my flow's the
You a second nigga,
A banana to a
Put us in the cage and I'ma have to peel 'em
The best of worlds
Rapping and dealing
Run and tell the I came to burn down the village
The honcho, staring out the third story window
Of my Beverly condo
With two ass heats
I 'em Shaq and Alonzo
You niggas want me L.A.
Yeah I

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

keep sayin' they gon' heat me up
Talking that shit they gon' lay me down
And when I come through strapped to see up
Niggas really know parts of me pal