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)

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

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

Run up on 'em like these rap niggaz, I gotta clap niggaz
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

with the ass out, smoke chronic 'til I pass out
Holdin' weight at my nigga Daz
He always got a thick bad bitch from Long
She a freak and she got a long reach

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

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

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
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, plaques, more beef and more straps
That's the fuck I call gangsta rap

I was the Aftermath remedy friends turned enemies
Streets me laced like blunts dipped in Hennessey
You niggaz act like The Game roll 'em out
One man show, still sell a out

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

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

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, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

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

And I might 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 like I was in Queensbridge
That's how I show you pa niggaz a king is
And you don't wanna play on a time clock
I'm in the Hall of Fame, to Snoop, behind Pac
I got the whole motherfuckin' locked

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

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