Luyện nghe bài hát For My Gangstaz

Livin' in Compton, CA
Livin' in Compton, CA
Charlie O, that hot shit

Motherfucker it's the game, mister the windows wit'cha brain
Since a up and comin', all I did was cop 'caine
They try and change the game, I still cop 'caine
I ain't moved out the hood, still where the cops came

Bitches to throw salt in my name
Barbers tryin' to my game, niggaz, tryin' to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line without scuffin' my
Bad Boy and I fuck with Puff, so bring the guns if you want,
I'm real good the glock and 50 G's say, you leave in a box

When I fuck, Kim guess, I'm feelin' like 'Pac
Niggaz wanna wrestle the game, guess, they feel like The
It matter, 745 up and down your block
Hop out with a Nextel, niggaz feel they shot
It's different in my hood, only time we shots
Is when the Dodgers did good, my niggaz live on the

is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters pour the
is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters red and

I'm worldwide with this gangsta lean, my life's no
I got a crew in Jamaica,
Lake up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip
My thugs get crunk off Flip
State to many shows I rip, I'm the boss of the Bay
Clint Eastwood, make my day

Fine bitches look like Lisa Raye, plot on gettin'
In the end, all they get is played, maybe a nut, no Ice
Real dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to
And I don't give a fuck if you don't like me

It's in my to thug, get ill and hyphy
One of the best I might be, it really matter
When I bust, sucker scatter, gettin' out of my way
I bust bad bitches night and day, I make like Dr. Dre
Closed casket rhymes, I say

This is for the in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters the brew
is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my red and blue

move in on your rock, say fuck the crisis
And with the West we got lower coat prices
You know me the king of L.A., New
Drivin' Brooklyn in a fo', same color as water
You X? I can cover the order

Ninety four been hustlin' now watch the shit elevate like Carter
Not the rap martyr or the rap Carter
Compton's own, I'm home, not the I just rap harder
Heir to the throne, nobody rep Compton me
spinnin' like waves on that Continental T
My grand woulda been proud of me

Look at grandson now, 'til my demis, Black Mafia ties
So it's hard to let the larcent die, my [incomprehensible]
A changin' the game like them Marcy guys
And I been compared to Shyne Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton, he New York City, come on, really?

is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my pour the brew
This is for the in me
This is for the in you
All my red and blue