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 shit and you it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

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

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

She gon' touch it, it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al Green in the
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass
It's to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
Coast niggaz still holdin' shit down

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(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
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell them

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

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

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

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

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 streets of
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

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

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

And I just might her too
If I ever her slidin' or ridin'
Through the of Compton
down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green leaf
With a Mack 10 like was born on Street

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

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

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

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