Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

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

I'll let the whole world that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the streets of
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 ain't gotta niggaz
End your career with one line, that, nigga
Hit the switch front and back, it bounce, let it jump
I A is where I'm from

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

She gon' touch it, suck it, it
Never back down, when Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the and turn that ass 'round
It's to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz still shit down

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 streets of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
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, more plaques, more and more straps
That's what the I call gangsta rap

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

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

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

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why 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
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

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

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

And I might fuck her too
If I ever catch her slidin' or
the streets of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, on that green leaf
With a Mack 10 like was on Queens Street

Murder MC's I was born in Queensbridge
That's how I show you pa niggaz a king 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
That must be why you're
(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
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

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