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 that whole pound I say fuck 'em
It's a new year so put the in their plizace
Bg knocc and gangsta dresta bring it to your
Riders on a
I catch you slippin, you getting struck
So fuck any busta thats with the mutt pound

[bg out]
the compton city g nigga
Bow to your knees
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, you hear me say
I'm a dogg killa, cos all doggs they day
Now who wanna fool me, if your not to fight
knocc out can't be phased, baby gangsta for life

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

[bg knocc
Motherfucking
Niggas be that 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 gotta his ass
Smash, down another puppy clown
the round from my smith
And his body shift
Drift his in the wind as they carry you
And big k-o can dig your before they bury you

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Pranksters, gangstas, bustas
Softer than a bitch but the role of gangsta
Pranksters, gangstas, bustas
Stupid motherfucker, yeah what I'm saying

[bg out]
So now you niggas know, who in the fuck you fucking
B-g and d-r-e nigga, the baby click
As we drop some gangsta
From a real g's
Niggas get all pumped
While I calm and collective
I check suckas
They callin self and 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 ain't nothing but marks, so fuck your 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 shit
Daz you fuck and find your ugly ass
Smashed in a trash bag,
You be caught up be laying down
If you fuckin around with the comp-town

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