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 tint the windows wit'cha
Since a young'n up and comin', all I did was cop
They try and change the game, I still cop 'caine
I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the came

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

When I fuck, Lil' Kim guess, I'm like 'Pac
Niggaz wanna wrestle the game, guess, feel like The Rock
It doesn't matter, 745 up and down your
Hop out with a Nextel, feel like they shot
It's in my hood, only time we take shots
Is when the Dodgers did good, my live on the block

This is for the 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 red and blue

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

is for the gangster 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