Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Outta Pocket

We live in la la, we la la
wit dada, boo, go bye bye
Nigga, ha ha
We live in la la, we la la
wit dada, boo, go bye bye
Nigga, ha ha

Get pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might take yo' cash
An' when I it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that pass

I used to be a phenom like Lebron
Now I'm doin' shit beyond Khan
Peon, you pass on Deon
The best rapper in the ain't a European

Look, respect my gangsta, nigga,
An' I been rich my first pro day, ask O' Shea
West ridin' is my
An' will the hustle stop? Nigga, no way

No, niggaz fuck wit Dub SC
Gang an' leavin' 'em leakin' like STDs
C-Walkin' out of the SC, lettin' the breathe
I rest in peace, Dub gon' rep these streets

K Mac is the one, nigga, Neo
No love, hit 'em up the dub wherever we go
My game's so cold, the hoes call me Sub
Oh, you know nigga pimpin', Ken? That's my hero

Get outta pocket, we might just yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo'
An' when I cock it, we step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let bullshit pass

Get outta pocket, we might whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might out an' blast
But we ain't let that bullshit pass

It's when I drop it
Atomic, an' off that chronic
ironic how I flip them phonics
So fucked up, the of 'Reaganomics'

I the price of yola went up
My gun had a drop, so the pistola went up
The hot, nigga, burn ya skin up
The fo' fifth a dime an' I shoot all ten up

I'm about guns, fuck roses, I over parole
Some man captured some the locstas never foes
Bacon aromas niggaz swingin' chrome motors
Dickey bombin', photo out of stolen automotives

I got on fingers an' watch on arms
Stay out a nigga way an' you be harmed
If I catch a bitch, I'll see for sure she'll be
When I'm through the hood, a nigga heavily armed

Get pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we just take yo' cash
An' I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit

Get outta pocket, we just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an'
But we gon' let that bullshit pass

Shit, my life is a rap show
I'm out the back door, so of the strap, bro
'Cause that's how my go
Ice Cube is a asshole just like

Nigga, I spit flames, permanent scars
Connect gang bang an' we G's about
An' shit changed, still stripes an' stars
An' I'm done already, ain't got but 4

Holdin' it down, down, down, stoned down, rounds
I'm Dub, ghetto rich since bow down
Squad down, sendin' flicks to my niggaz locked
Doin' dolas in streets wit the ragtop

Yo, a book 'bout a nigga like me
I got loot like an athlete, just signed wit
You lose ya life if ya get sheisty
Could Mac run out of snaps? Not likely

Get pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let bullshit pass

Get outta pocket, we might whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let bullshit pass

I pledge allegiance to the rag of the United Westside Gang
An' to the W for which it
One neighborhood, God
Invincible with luxuries an' for all

luxuries an' riches for all
With an' riches for all
Just don't get outta