Luyện nghe bài hát Dre- "187"

[Dr.
Niggers that I used to know and sell dope
Listen to how a flow shit,
And let me know what's up and can blast on,
Thinkin' about the homeys passed on.
Death Row come to you all the game at,
And show you how my got the name that
So wanna see me, and time is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
back to Viet Nam, California.
Ain't a damn changed, so let me warn you.
motherfuckin minute you on the West Side,
The best side, 20 that just died.
Walkin' the streets of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust every day, yo
The 1-8-7 stop, on undercover cops,
So on this spot popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their peelin' back.
So creep you in the C-P-T.
You heat from fuckin' with' the D-R-E.
I got my eyes on the unfolding.
And there ain't 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 1-8-7 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 for the cops who set him up in '86
Now it's time to put ass in the mix.
on the streets with my khakis and my scars,
Nuts of cavi and I'm headed for the bar.
as a motherfucker, cause I'm fresh out,
But I got to make my green, and plus they all
Follow me, they yellin' murder, but it won't stop,
Until the last that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really give a what it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a block me,
Not a cop wanna knock with me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the D-O-G, comin' from the L-B-C.
at what the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a Fo'ty-fo' mag, and 10
So what you do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
so if you wanna blast, nigga we can 'em
If we stick 'em we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"
Yeah, and you stop,
cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Splat to a 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.
it, I had to do this quick.
Grabbed the 17, the clip went click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on ass, pops him and drops him.
That to stop from beatin' up blacks,
in his tracks, from a full six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I aimed the gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I fade the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Desert Eagle to your motherfuckin'
And on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Desert Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, 'em, if they really wanna trip,
Niggas keep 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...