Luyện nghe bài hát Dre- "187"

[Dr.
that I used to know and sell dope wit'
Listen to how a flow shit,
And let me know what's up and they can on,
about the homeys that passed on.
Death Row come to show you all the 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.
Welcome back to 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.
down the streets of L.A.
Stay strapped cause bust caps every day, yo
The 1-8-7 don't stop, on cops,
So on spot gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their peelin' back.
So when you in the C-P-T.
You catch heat from fuckin' the D-R-E.
I got my eyes on the unfolding.
And there gonna be no trippin'
Cause they know the of shit that I be holding.
If there's another said,
I'll let my forty-fo' go to the head, nigga.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
[Snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, sent away, get away got a gun,
And he's lookin' for the who set him up in '86
Now time to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the streets with my and my scars,
Nuts full of and I'm headed for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, I'm fresh out,
But I got to make my green, and plus they all
me, they keep yellin' murder, but it won't stop,
Until the last that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really a fuck what it's about.
Now, 99 on a block with me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna with me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the motherfuckin' D-O-G, comin' the L-B-C.
at what the doc brought in,
A 38, a Fo'ty-fo' mag, and mack 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 'em then we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Strong motherfucker he starts to crawl.
I guess I gots to the glock again.
Hit 'im with the hollow points and him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
the glock 17, the clip went click.
Tried to detect, but did not detect
So I on that ass, pops him and drops him.
That ought to stop from up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, from a six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I aimed the gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I into the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Desert Eagle to motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if they 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 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop...