Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete Jungle

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

I sees the nigga on the tank with the and the cash
A down South, where I plants my stash
medallions locked up with hash
And the best weed you 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 neck let you know I'm
But man, I'm so like genuine
Rap lables, turn tables, it's all a
So many niggas'll their soul for a gold cable
I to lose, I want the walkin' G shoes
Spit at you about these issues, I you
I'm not here to you, the issue is relevent
This world'll make you kill a nigga
Especially one that's 'bout a dollar nigga
Do you got it? do you want it? Do you 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 with the Dogg Pound (DPG)
We're now
And all you niggas from the ghetto up at me
And can't I went from nothin' to somethin', believe it G
it, see it, touch it
And how a real motherfucker does it

It's like kill or be killed, in 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

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

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

It's kill or be killed, in this here concrete jungle
For black folks, no don't love no one
But if I die it's time, let it be known, let it be shown
I was true to the full 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, from the South to the
mad, 'cause my nigga Snoop is labelled the best
Guess OG, in the game of rap
And everytime that I see 'em, I get a dap
Whats up, to my Tray Deee and Goldie Loc
Quick motherfuckin' niggas, gon' smoke
In the jungle, man you know where it's at
It's the place, where you wanna leave, don't be at
that, you can check in, but you can't check out
Like Rae, everybody doin' their own shit to get
You might die, but it all, along with the job
Even ride, do it takes to survive
You a bitch! If you snitch on friends
But you a true motherfucker, you don't fuck the pigs

It's kill or be killed, in this here concrete jungle
For black folks, sometimes no don't 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