Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trip

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

it out now, check it out now
Check it out,
It's like that, yeah, it's that now
It's like that, uh-huh, it's like now
A black .45, I put it on
That chrome Glock 9, I put it on
That .38 special, I put it on
Never leave the house the teflon
Hop off the like

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

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

on, don't trip, homie
Ice grew up around Crips,
Where you find this phony?
Acting hard, a tenderoni
The boulevard to the prison yard, I push cart
rollin', wherever you are
And I been coming up, and ain't none of niggas running up
Cause I'm quickdraw I'm gunning up
Boy you know the sun coming up
Layed that ass
Tryna milk this cow
Face down, at you now
Bitch!

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

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

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

Don't blood, I make it rain in Compton like it's a strip club
I up on Santana block, that's where the Crips was
My house was in the middle of the street
How was a supposed to get to school
I hopped every backyard on my
Till I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my
And I could have been a Crip but I ain't like blue that
All Crip school, I ain't really go to that much
I was selling crack on Elm, bagging up on Elm
With the ratchet in my boogie jacket you the facts on Elm
King frog and big face they had my on Elm
We was over territory with the T Flats on Elm
I had to scrap on Elm, 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 with a wound and five bullets

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

Cause I'm bool like that, I'm bool like
I'm like that, yeah I'm bool like that
say "Game, why you always act a fool like that?"
Cause I went to Compton High School like that
I was Blood and I ain't like blue like that
They was Crippin they ain't give a fuck who like
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 that
We trip like cause LA sick like that
We Blood like that, we like that
The lit like that, we out

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