Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete Jungle

C-Murder, nigga?
You how we doin
No D-P-G-C
For the
Yeah, thats right, check this out my
what? hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaa
Oh

I sees the nigga on the with the bank and the cash
A house South, where I plants my stash
Gold locked up with hash
And the weed you never had, haha
I'm, at mu wody its about that time
Master P hooked me up so now I got to get
These diamonds on my let you know I'm fine
But man, I'm so anxious genuine
Rap lables, tables, it's all a fable
So many sell their soul for a gold cable
I to lose, I want the walkin' G shoes
Spit at you about issues, I bless you
I'm not to diss you, the issue is relevent
This world'll make you kill a nigga
Especially one that's 'bout a dollar bill
Do you got it? do you it? Do you need it?
Or you get it? I get it
Big Dogg said it (nigga)
I'm here to it , get down
now (what?)
TRU motherfuckin records (who?) in in effect the Dogg Pound (DPG)
open now
And all you from the ghetto lookin' up at me
And believe I went from nothin' to somethin', believe it G
Picture it, see it, it
And watch how a real motherfucker it

It's like kill or be killed, in here concrete jungle
For black folks, sometimes no love no one
But if I die before it's time, let it be known, let it be
I was true to the full blown
And you

Yeah, real niggas give a fuck
Wassup? keep it crackin', lil Deee
Bang back lil' homies, don't let them get your chest
Watch homies they waitin for you to slip
If I was sellin' in yo' shoes nigga would have been the trip
Ghetto see ridin', till the sun come up
No second thoughts about my
I'm the first to
Blue rag damp ni'a in every one of my
up high in the sky
Known you off

It no fakin' of mine
It's I place on the line
Paper is a crime
So ain't takin' no
all out till I fall out, full assault
I it all like my dog, fresh socks and growth
jockin' how I ball, shit drops the chrome
Blazin' chronic, sippin' tonic, how we live for the
On the street corner, heat, 'cause it's or seek he

It's like or be killed, in this here concrete jungle
For black folks, no don't love no one
But if I die before time, let it be known, let it be shown
I was true to the game blown
And you

I'ma steal this boo, when the behind me
It's kill or be killed, but them can't find me
It's a test everyday, the South to the West
Niggas mad, 'cause my nigga Snoop is labelled the
what? OG, in the game of rap
And everytime that I see 'em, I get a dap
Whats up, to my partners Deee and Goldie Loc
motherfuckin' niggas, always gon' smoke
In the jungle, man you know where it's at
It's the place, where you leave, don't wanna be at
Believe that, you can in, but you can't check out
Like Rae, everybody their own shit to get paid
You might die, but it all, along with the job
Even ride, do whatever it takes to
You a bitch! If you on your friends
But you a true motherfucker, you don't fuck the pigs

like kill or be killed, in this here concrete jungle
For black folks, no don't love no one
But if I die before time, let it be known, let it be shown
I was true to the full blown
And you