Luyện nghe bài hát Dpg Killa

Easily I
The microphone because I no joke
Nigga tell kurupt, and daz i'mma buck 'em
Matter of fact tell whole pound I say fuck 'em
a new year so put the bustas in their plizace
Bg knocc and gangsta dresta it to your fizace
Riders on a
I catch you slippin, you getting clown
So fuck any busta thats down with the pound

[bg out]
It's the city g nigga
Bow to your nigga
Run up in hood
Cock my strap and pull the treez nigga
And if you slippin, you know I'm wet cha
I'm the baby boss hogg, better known as the catcher
Bow wow yipee yay, didn't you me say
I'm a dogg killa, cos all doggs have day
Now who wanna fool me, if your not prepared to
Little knocc out can't be phased, gangsta for life

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Dat daz (killa)
(killa)
Dr dre (killa)
Mark ass
dogg (killa)
Nate (killa)
Tha dogg (killa)
Fuck, all y'all, niggas

I bring the noise everytime a wind me up
I pull my nine and blow a mind, I bust
I trust no man and thats now until infinity
Nigga you either my homie or just consider yourself my
Niggas out here fake dog, like dogg
I swear you made it, but talkin shit to dre
Will get you and your dj
Bitches a diamond sack, so lets get it straight
A fake is I hate, so fuck kurupt, daz and nate

[bg knocc
Motherfucking
Niggas be thinking they can get with the real deal
What I would do, if I was you is a chill pill
Yet and still tricks, I gave click a bust
But when I see busta daz
I fade his ass
Smash, another puppy pound clown
the round from my smith
And watch his body
his soul in the wind as they carry you
And big k-o can dig your before they bury you

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Pranksters, studio gangstas,
Softer a bitch but betrayed the role of gangsta
Pranksters, gangstas, bustas
Stupid motherfucker, thats what I'm saying

[bg out]
So now you know, who in the fuck you fucking with
B-g and d-r-e nigga, the gangsta click
As we some gangsta shit
From a g's perspective
Niggas get all pumped
I stay calm and collective
I check those
They callin self and causing
94 set claimin, snoop, d-o bangin

love, to the bg, cpt
love, to the dre, obg
love, to the eazy-e, cpt
And dpg wanna see us, see see
You fools ain't nothing but marks, so fuck set
Now what's
I if you wanna flex, no respect
Run up and get
You tried to diss the bg, although we let that pass
Daz you fuck around and your ugly ass
Smashed in a bag, fool
You be caught up be laying down
If you keep fuckin around with the

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