Luyện nghe bài hát From Long Beach 2 Brick City

Get on up to get
And really go to
I say, don't stop till you get
I rock with you
Shake stuff

Get on up to get
And go to town
I say, don't stop you get enough
I rock with you
Shake stuff

Yo yo, Doctor, everybody hit the
Wild out till the security hit the door, I'm
Gorilla paws, bang walls
Hoes wanna pop E, with a Dogg

I my man Snoop, she salmonilla
Got a ho with no with condoms with her
I'm a ride to the death of Def on my chest
Look at it at it, rob you and jet

Surprise you and
Funk in the Cadillac truck a chicken, bobbing her neck
You done up and ain't trying to sleep
You done called up Hugh Heffer to the freaks

I'mma stay on the
I'mma stay saying, "Fuck you", police
My mamma raise no fool, she love me
That's why she hide my tool her room

I'm a jump, bump, that ass
Rough sex, I gotta fuck with pads
I'm like baby powder, ain't 'nother
nann ho getting Redman butter

And my man Gutter, DJ Inc.
Ja know hoes yo we can't love 'em
Underground the heat yeah, I stay
I'm on the street they stay dubbing

Brick City riding, 'bout it 'bout it
Shoot up you town then we Bin hidin'
Meth, show 'em where the kept
Open your safe, show me the food and vest

I hope when Dre hear this, he give a for ten more
'Cause I stay on the corner squegeemen
Yo Nate Dogg, happening y'all
Long Beach, Brick City, at your frog

shaking
All these around me
She was lost in the of love
Glad that Dogg found me

Girl, you got a
New back to Cali
You who got the bomb weed
Beach to Brick City

I just want you want, I got just want you need
that shit around, and back it up on me
Since I was the first, I I'll be the last to leave
D-O-double-G, will you it gangsta please

I gots to do it, yes yes loc', we keep the best
Me and my nigga, my nerve, my
I kick a bitch in the ass and then
I'm a motherfucking in the pool doing the breaststroke

You a problem, well, let's go
'Cause if not I came to
And freak this ho from
And flip her inside out, now I'm to ride

Let's go we hit the hood
Post up, set up, and press four
Who got the best flow, who got the dough
Who got the best hoes, nigga you

Shit its ten years since I hit some cess smoke
But I still rock a mean coat on the West in the summertime
And I crumble mine down to the
Nigga how I handle mine

Spiritual, hear we go, hear
D-O-double-G, man I'm so fearless
Square biz, you know what it is
I'm cool on niggas but I'm hard on a bitch

Now check dis, is
Put back out, now back in
Go head, wiggle it, round you me now
Girlfriend, you killing now

The way you your booty
It me want your booty
The way you your booty
looks good to me

The way you your booty
It me want your booty
The way you your booty
Sure looks to me