Luyện nghe bài hát Dpg Killa

Easily I
The microphone I ain't no joke
tell kurupt, nate 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 dresta bring it to your fizace
Riders on a
I catch you slippin, you struck clown
So fuck any busta down with the mutt pound

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

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

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

[bg out]
Motherfucking
Niggas be thinking they can get with the real deal
What I do, if I was you is take a chill pill
Yet and still tricks, I gave your a bust
But when I see that daz
I gotta his ass
Smash, down another pound clown
the round from my smith
And watch his shift
Drift his soul in the wind as carry you
And big k-o can dig your hole they bury you

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Pranksters, studio gangstas,
than a bitch but betrayed the role of gangsta
Pranksters, gangstas, bustas
motherfucker, yeah 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 baby gangsta
As we drop some shit
a real g's perspective
Niggas get all like
While I calm and collective
I check suckas
callin self and causing ruckus
94 set claimin, snoop, d-o bustas

love, to the bg, cpt
love, to the dre, obg
love, to the eazy-e, cpt
And dpg don't see us, see see
You fools nothing but marks, so fuck your set
Now what's
I doubt if you 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
in a trash bag, fool
You wanna be caught up be laying
If you fuckin around with the comp-town

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