Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why you're
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

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

I'll let the whole world know I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the of Compton
nigga, I said it and I'ma stay on top
Like a with bomb ass cop

Run up on 'em like these rap niggaz, I ain't gotta clap
End your career with one line, like that,
Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce, let it
I A is where I'm from

Three-wheelin' the ass out, smoke 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 long

She gon' it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al Green in the
Now bitch, hit the and turn that ass 'round
It's time to bring back and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz holdin' shit down

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)

Ridin' low, 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 more bitches, more plaques, more beef and straps
That's what the fuck I gangsta rap

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

With no Dre, still sell the out
'Cause everybody here from the of Compton
We got niggaz, Blood niggaz, ese's, Asians
Red and blue laces, on faces

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

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

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

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

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

And I just might her too
If I ever catch her or ridin'
the streets of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that leaf
a Mack 10 like was born on Queens Street

Murder like I was born in Queensbridge
That's how I show you pa what a king is
And you don't wanna play on a time 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
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

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