Luyện nghe bài hát Collect My Stripez

(don't around...)

In the house
To the 9 to the 6
Compton in bitch, uh
And we in muthafucka lookin' too greedy
This goin' out to all the hub city baby
it out

Gang way cause I'm but a killer
A nigga kill, that's real
Eiht gon' steal to
jaw
Fuck the
We go knuckle to knuckle, watch your ass buckle (geah)
It seems that you talk much trash but i'ma be like
to dump on that ass (pop pop pop)
Niggas lookin' faulty, you fucked yourself this time
With the 1-59
You goin be feelin kinda nervous when we you
Your ride full of holes when we you
Got no stripes at all
Go toe to toe with the m.a. and gon' fall sucker
Better duck ah, buck ya
you like a clucker, punk muthafucka
You can't with the greatest heavy weights
Niggas on the run, lil hawk & bird, da foe and
So fool get flip on, you're trip on
Better on
I get my clip on
Geah, bitch,
And I'm just to collect my stripes

(don't around...)

Eihthype in the nigga
prod in the house nigga
Westside in the

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A east side
Gots to put it for the goods
I'm
G'd up, throwin up the (gangsta)
The homies got
Swerve in an all gold trey, (geah)
Leanin' out the window deuce-five,
Givin a like ike turner
Corner, one at the light
In
With my big on d's (c'mon)
Since all about the hood
I'm out with the heat, peep
Hit block and stop, I'm in traffic
Breakin with the deuce-five
Call me a
A b.g. bustin for stripes
But now drastic
I I had a plastic glock
And now we
Muthafucka and thangs
I'm a bastard
It ain't nuthin but
you dealin with the evil side
Caps get
And it's to the g
how it is
Collectin'

(don't around...)
big baby, geah...
And ain't nuthin but the killers in
I said once again my friend
Niggas in this muthafucka lookin' too
Geah, watts up rat big
We in the muthafuckin house,

Punk mutherfuckers act up
How can you speak when you got no fuckin up?
I guess we got bitch in the c.p.t.
to represent but ain't worth nine cent
Niggas need to get cut down to
Puttin permanent marks under they mutherfuckin
To be or not to be killed is the
When I lay in they muthafuckin chest and
You lookin silly -
Don't hit that note
As I slit your
Can't it, goddamnit!
ram it
Any time, any place like
I'ma you like flow and mel's diner
Then your fragile-ass like some china
Knick knack paddy wack, a dog a bone
Scaredy cats to get that ass on
We heads like bowling balls
Serve your block the glock like house calls (geah)
So be fuckin with the crew when I'm buzzed
Geah, right and I'm tryin to collect my stripes

Nigga, uh
in the muthafuckin house
Like I said once my friend
It ain't over till the fat bitch
And she ain't shit
Cause we ain't spittin' shit but the
To the mutherfuckin six, I'm sayin?
Fuck all you fake-ass out there
Cause we ain't nuthin but the true blue
From the hub city y'know I'm
side hoo-ride all day
Nigga and we play
Eihthype in the house, erb