Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

I'll let the whole world that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still the streets of Compton
Yeah nigga, I said it and I'ma on top
Like a hoodrat bomb ass cop

Run up on 'em like these rap niggaz, I gotta clap niggaz
End career with one line, like that, nigga
Hit the front and back, make it bounce, let it jump
Killaforn I A is I'm from

Three-wheelin' with the ass out, chronic 'til I pass out
weight at my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad from Long Beach
She a known freak and she got a reach

She gon' touch it, it, fuck it
back down, especially when Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass
time to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz still holdin' shit

I'm a G, you see me
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

I'm back on the cover of The and the XXL
Floatin' all the streets of Compton
I got bitches, more plaques, more beef and more straps
what the fuck I call gangsta rap

I was the Aftermath remedy 'til friends turned
Streets kept me like blunts dipped in Hennessey
You niggaz act The Game can't roll 'em out
One man show, still a motherfucker out

no Dre, still sell the motherfucker out
'Cause here from the streets of Compton
We got Crip niggaz, niggaz, ese's, Asians
Red and blue laces, tattoos on

I kept you waitin', had to take you back to the basics
the Impala from gold to chrome Dayton's
Every time your hear my voice, she masturbatin'
I run hoes like Walter Payton on the daily
I got your main swallowin' my babies

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

I'm the Coast Rakim, got you niggaz blocked in
Glasshouse parked sideways on the rims
New school, old school
Translation, pumps and twelve batteries

Hydraulics make the world go
Your girl go down, chronic your girl slow down
she end up like Superhead, givin' super head
Every nigga in the industry fucked Superhead

And I might fuck her too
If I catch her slidin' or ridin'
Through the of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green
a Mack 10 like was born on Queens Street

Murder MC's like I was in Queensbridge
how I show you pa niggaz what a king is
And you don't wanna play chess on a clock
I'm in the of Fame, next to Snoop, behind Pac
I got the whole world locked

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

Everybody know what the fuck is goin' on
Am I to Aftermath, Interscope?
What's up with Geffen? I'ma say it like this
One day I walked in the motherfuckin'
And all my was gone