Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 4 Death

Geah, one two, one two, uh
(Compton 4 death)
And how's the fuck we doin' in this one
Y'all don't me up in here, geah
Half Ounce one time, stick 'em

years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some rhymes
So I this rhyme I'm about to say
I grabbed the and then it went this way

Eiht bucked a nigga to the ground
And heard about the Compton sound
to drug dealers grouped with skan'less hoes
To the baby making the hood grow

Can you me? Gotta make my pay
To the niggas that wanna me I don't play
Walk way, no foul play I'm N 2 deep
One times make a nigga wanna for keeps

makes me wanna holler
How homies from the same game wanna tame you for your dollar?
to lose, I choose to get a rep
Step, yep nigga, 4 death, hit me

4 death

Got a for you bitches tryin' to handle this
Representin' E's Compton city G's
My buckshots put holes in your windows
Another closed as the church choir blows

Bitches set you up on a fast trap
Niggaz gon' pull up to pull a cap
Gotta get your, mean green to
Gotta get your mean and blow weed my friend

To the West connect with these gangsta threats
to represent them Compton streets
My 44 mag slugs to fly
(Boom boom)
The murder I with intent to die

To the pen 'cause I'm a do you in for the
Straight to hell and back, big mack
I'm
On the daily, Compton criminal, just to get a rep

Compton 4
4 death

Geah, one two, one two, uh
(Compton 4 death)
And how's the fuck we gon' doin' in one
Y'all don't me up in here, geah
Half Ounce one time, stick 'em

E down the road to the terror dome
A wax keep my fucking chrome
Takin you to the two thou'
How you like me

Keep servin' you the pow
No to think, my instinct's do or die
When I ride for the West nuthin' but high
don't cry

It'll be other sad love shit
down the block, another hood rat to hit
Pay attention while I mention how I payin' dues
Since Boulevard and and high school

When talk shit we straight pump
When and crips commence to chalk 'em
Givin' it to you, the deal now you know
Chills with me, a whole to straight blow

Sittin' on top of the world,
C.M.W. no love, 4 death geah

One two one two 'em
Ounce in the house stick 'em
Compton in the stick 'em
And all butt naked lick 'em

Geah and how the fuck we do it
the West, geah