Luyện nghe bài hát Dre- "187"

[Dr.
Niggers that I to know and sell dope wit'
Listen to how a motherfucker shit,
And let me what's up and they can blast on,
Thinkin' the homeys that passed on.
Death Row come to you all the game at,
And you how my label got the name that
So many see me, and time is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
back to Viet Nam, California.
Ain't a damn thing changed, so let me you.
motherfuckin minute you on the West Side,
The best side, 20 that just died.
Walkin' the streets of L.A.
strapped cause niggas bust caps every day, yo
The 1-8-7 stop, on undercover cops,
So on spot gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat their caps peelin' back.
So creep you in the C-P-T.
You catch heat from with' the D-R-E.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And ain't gonna be no trippin'
Cause they know the type of shit I be holding.
If there's word said,
let my forty-fo' go buck to the head, nigga.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
[Snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, sent away, get away got a gun,
And lookin' for the cops who set him up in '86
Now it's time to put ass in the mix.
Back on the streets with my and my scars,
Nuts full of cavi and I'm for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to my green, and plus they all fiend
Follow me, they yellin' murder, but it won't stop,
Until the nigga that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really give a fuck it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a block me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna knock me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the motherfuckin' D-O-G, comin' the L-B-C.
Look at the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a Fo'ty-fo' mag, and 10
So you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
so if you blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Strong motherfucker cause he to crawl.
I I gots to load the glock again.
Hit 'im with the hollow points and him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the went click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I on that ass, pops him and drops him.
That to stop from beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I the twelve gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I fade the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well it's on, and on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Desert Eagle to motherfuckin' dome
And on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Desert Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if really wanna trip,
Niggas your hands on your motherfuckin' shit.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop...