Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

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
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

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

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

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

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

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
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

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

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

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

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

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you 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 niggaz

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

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

And I just fuck her too
If I ever her slidin' or ridin'
the streets of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green
With a Mack 10 like was born on Queens

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

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

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

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