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 how to take it to the streets

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

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

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

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

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

You know the deal greet a nigga on your knees
You the talk around town I don't need shit, Compton
Deep got 'em sea sick
Murder, murder and ain't nobody see shit
Bomb weed, palm tree, D shit
Who that nigga said I wasn't gon' be shit
Cocktail through the with the indo
(It's what this is) We gon' them innuendos
(We) Do what we wanna when we to
(And we) hesitated to confront you
(And we) Same as kids
It was to us, I might take you
But it fuck around and haunt you
come and see this shit
Give a about no tours, nigga
I want you to come and be this
Ren, Cube, Yella, Dre and Eazy-E shit
See how it take your punk ass to leave this bitch

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

Don't blood, I make it rain in Compton like it's a strip club
I grew up on block, that's where the Crips was
My mama house was in the of the street
How was a nigga supposed to get to
I every backyard on my block
I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my sock
And I could have been a Crip but I ain't like that much
All Crip school, I ain't really go to school that
I was selling crack on Elm, bagging up 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 fighting territory with the T Flats on Elm
I had to scrap on Elm, how I got my stripes
Air Max 95s not a on my Nikes
2016 motherfucker don't you it
Cause I made it out of Compton a stab wound and five bullets

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

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

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