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 in la la, we smokin' la la
wit dada, boo, go bye bye
Nigga, ha ha

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

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

Look, respect my gangsta, nigga,
An' I been since my first pro day, ask O' Shea
West is my forte
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
Until I 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 so cold, the hoes call me Sub Zero
Oh, you know that pimpin', Ken? That's my hero

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga, I spit flames, leave scars
Connect bang an' we G's about ours
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 nigga since bow
Squad down, flicks to my niggaz locked down
Doin' dolas in streets wit the ragtop

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

Get outta pocket, we just whoop yo' ass
out a rocket, we might just take 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 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 gon' let that 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 luxuries an' for all
don't get outta pocket