Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 4 Death

Geah, one two, one two, uh
(Compton 4 death)
And the fuck we gon' doin' in this one
don't hear me up in here, geah
Half Ounce one time, 'em represent

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

Eiht bucked a down to the ground
And everybody heard about the sound
Criminals to drug dealers grouped with skan'less
To the baby kids making the grow

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

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

Compton 4

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

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

To the West side with these gangsta threats
Commence to represent Compton streets
My 44 mag guaranteed to fly
(Boom boom)
The murder I wrote with to die

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

4 death
Compton 4

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

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

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

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

When bitches talk shit we pump
When bloods and crips to chalk 'em
it to you, the real deal now you know
Chills me, a whole greenery to straight blow

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

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

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