Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 4 Death

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

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

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

Can you me? Gotta make my pay
To the niggas wanna kill me I don't play
this 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 same game wanna you for your dollar?
to lose, I choose to get a rep
Step, yep nigga, 4 death, hit me

4 death

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

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

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

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

4 death
Compton 4

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

Follow E the road to the terror dome
A wax keep totin' my 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
I ride for the West Side nuthin' but high
Bitches cry

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

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

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

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

Geah and how the fuck we do it
Representin' the West,