Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Like a G. O.

Department chrone speaking.
Yo "d" up?
chillin' man what's up?
Give 'em geto a ring.
'em down.

boys.
Ay.
up "g"?
Yeah man got willie "d" on the other end.
What's up
What's up man? up fellas?
Y'know.

Say fellas. been kicking a few lyrics in the back of my mind man
And I'm tired of motherfuckers disrespecting us because black owned
And won't sell out. so this out. we need to get together and go to
That other of the game and do it like a g.o.

Say no more, 'causez on the telephone.
We get motherfuckers man.

I'm back a rebel making trouble,
I'm an assassin,
ass on the double,
No motherfucker alive is stop me,
So fuck you and god-damn posse.

It's to step on some motherfuckin' toes,
dee],
Man fuck hoes.

The coast ain't playin' our songs,
I want to know what the hell's on,
Give me my sucker,
I'll your ass,
And the motherfucker,
know new york is where it began,
So let the end.

Black is being disowned,
Not by the race--but it's own,
A lot of records make hits,
the radio is all about politics,
is my identity,
you be,
[don't don't don't with me!],
My go,
The radio me with a low blow,
Now I'm doin` it a g.o.

Everybody's coming guns,
gettin' pimped by columbians,
They put 'em on the like a bitch,
slangin',
But the puerto rican rich,
I sold the mess,
But if I did,
It be,
For my self,
Can you adjust to the bust,
Bushwick these motherfuckers what's up.

When you stupid motherfuckers learn,
In this game one way or you get burned.
You end up bars,
Or lying on your back in a morgue,
And your gal'l find nigger,
'cause the [unknown word] bitch ain't but a gold digger,
fuck her but my money is a "no-no!",
],
I'm a hoe so I do it a g.o.

up politics,
Those tie bitches,
Can my dick,
try to ban my style of teaching,
But of speech,
Allow me to speaking to the people,
About like racism,
It's into the heart of the school system,
get more funds from the state,
And this is why minorities so late,
of us make it to college,
And take a to the highest degree,
limited knowledge,
Most of us won't the bitch,
And whiten ass motherfuckers know this,
I'm not x or farrakhan,
After one,
I guess have to pack a gun,
So if you want to fuck with brother,
You better be motherfucker,
Or you have to g.o.

Willie d is not a and he won't be,
I just minds to reality,
This no mutherfuckin back to africa,
Try to that shit,
have a massacre,
Our sisters were at will,
Bought and sold like a automobile,
We a back to exist,
Now we're one another,
that a bitch.

Ready red at ya,
my ground like a motherfuckin' statue,
You take from me so stop trippin',
Unless you want to a mutherfuckin ass whippin',
Bitch,
the kkk,
Wearing and shit,
What the is they gay,
A blind society will never be,
we agree,
[harmony],
To do it a g.o.

Rap-a-lot.

Hey j is the president of white-owned records. we see you still
but we want to ask you to keep your boys quiet. if you don't we
Will. or here's another alternative. we take 95% of your and you
five and we'll make you famous within ten years. it would take you a
Lifetime by yourself because you know your people stick together. what
You say about boy?

Man you.

I would advise you not to to me like that boy! just who the hell you
you are anyway?

I'm a livin' motherfuckin g. I ain't to be with.
If you want to go to war. I you to war.