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 know what's up and they can on,
about 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 wanna see me, and is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
Welcome to Viet Nam, California.
Ain't a thing changed, so let me warn you.
Every motherfuckin you on the West Side,
The best side, 20 that just died.
Walkin' the streets of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust caps day, yo
The 1-8-7 don't stop, on cops,
So on this spot popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
with their caps peelin' back.
So creep you in the C-P-T.
You catch from fuckin' with' the D-R-E.
I got my eyes on the unfolding.
And ain't gonna be no trippin'
Cause they the type 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,
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 time to put they ass in the mix.
on the streets with my khakis and my scars,
Nuts full of cavi and I'm for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, I'm fresh out,
But I got to my green, and plus they all fiend
Follow me, they yellin' murder, but it won't stop,
Until the last nigga that you 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 motherfuckin' cop wanna knock me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the motherfuckin' D-O-G, from the L-B-C.
Look at what the doc in,
A chrome 38, a mag, and mack 10
So what you do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
so if you wanna blast, we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we stuck 'em so 'em!"
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Strong cause he starts to crawl.
I guess I to load the glock again.
Hit 'im the hollow points and watch him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the clip click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on ass, pops him and drops him.
ought to stop from beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, cause I'm about to 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 on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Eagle to your 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 really trip,
Niggas keep your on your motherfuckin' shit.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop...