Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trip

Yo Will.i.am, my nigga, it's boy Dre
Yo, I don't think people know that you know how to take it to the

Check it out now, it out now
Check it out,
It's like that, yeah, like that now
It's like that, uh-huh, like that now
A black .45, I put it on
That chrome 9, I gotta put it on
.38 special, I gotta put it on
Never leave the without the teflon
Hop off the porch

Ooh, new bounce
New bounce, new bo - don't on me
Don't trip on me, trip on me

Nigga, trip
trip, homie
Yeah, I'm the of Crip, homie
You ain't even gotta ask, niggas me
I make it rain Tony! Toni! Toné!
to the corner store, I whip this hard
Compton God, watch 'em jump cop cars
Yeah, I up to N.W.A., nigga
And my grannies yay-yay, nigga

Come on, trip, homie
Ice up around Crips, homie
Where you motherfuckers find phony?
hard, he's a tenderoni
The boulevard to the prison yard, I push cart
Westside rollin', you are
And I been coming up, and ain't none of ya'll running up
I'm quickdraw when I'm gunning up
Boy you know the sun coming up
Layed ass down
Tryna milk this cow
down, look at you now
Bitch!

Ooh, that new
New bounce, new bo - trip on me
Don't trip on me, trip on me

You know the deal greet a nigga on your bitch
You heard the talk around I don't need shit, Compton
Deep got 'em sea sick
Murder, murder shit and ain't nobody see
weed, palm tree, gold D shit
Who that nigga that said I gon' be shit
Cocktail through the window the indo
(It's what this is) We stress them innuendos
(We) Do what we wanna we want to
(And we) Never to confront you
(And we) Same shit as
It was normal to us, I take you
But it fuck around and haunt you
Shoulda come and see shit
a fuck about no tours, nigga
I want you to and be this shit
Ren, Cube, Yella, Dre and Eazy-E this
See how long it take your punk ass to this bitch

Don't on me, don't trip on me
Nigga trip

Don't trip blood, I make it rain in Compton like it's a strip
I grew up on Santana block, where the Crips was
My mama was in the middle of the street
How was a nigga supposed to get to
I hopped every backyard on my
Till I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my
And I could have been a but I ain't like blue that much
All Crip school, I ain't really go to school that
I was selling on Elm, bagging up sacks on Elm
the ratchet in my boogie jacket giving you the facts on Elm
King frog and big they had my back on Elm
We was over territory with the T Flats on Elm
I had to on Elm, that's how I got my stripes
Air Max 95s not a scratch on my
motherfucker don't you pull it
Cause I made it out of Compton a stab wound and five bullets

Don't trip on me, trip on me, nigga don't trip

Cause I'm bool like that, I'm like that
I'm bool like that, yeah I'm like that
say "Game, why you always act a fool like that?"
Cause I went to Compton High Crip like that
I was Blood and I ain't really like blue like
They was Crippin they ain't a fuck who like that
Them niggas jumped me why they to do a 'ru like that
Nigga went and got the homies and we flew back
They see like that, we be like
We trip like that cause LA like that
We Blood like that, we like that
The blunt lit that, we out

you ready, lemme know
When you it, lemme know
I got it
you see me
Congratulate a nigga don't
Niggas always be niggas (yep, true)
That's why I don't on these niggas
Would
Niggas is wild like that's stuck in that zoo (yep)
What happens when niggas and start making the moves
Don't