Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Outta Pocket

We in la la, we smokin' 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 outta pocket, we just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an'
But we ain't gon' let that pass

I to be a young phenom like Lebron
Now I'm doin' shit Genghis Khan
Peon, you can't on Deon
The best rapper in the world ain't a

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

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

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

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

Get outta pocket, we just 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 that bullshit

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

I heard the price of yola up
My gun buddy had a drop, so the went up
The heater hot, nigga, 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 folks the locstas never
Bacon soda aromas swingin' chrome motors
bombin', photo shootin' out of stolen automotives

I got diamonds on fingers an' on arms
out a nigga way an' you won't 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 outta pocket, we might just yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that 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 that pass

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

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

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

Yo, write a book a nigga like me
I got loot like an athlete, signed wit Nike
You lose ya if ya ever get sheisty
Could Mac ever run out of Not likely

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

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

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

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