Luyện nghe bài hát From Long Beach 2 Brick City

Get on up to get
And go to town
I say, stop till you get enough
I wanna with you
Shake stuff

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

Yo yo, Doctor, hit the floor
Wild out till the security hit the door, I'm
paws, bang sugar walls
Hoes pop E, hang with a Dogg

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

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

I'mma on the street
stay saying, "Fuck you", behind police
My mamma ain't no fool, she love me
That's why she hide my tool inside her

I'm a jump, bump, throw ass
Rough sex, I gotta fuck with shoulder
I'm like baby powder, nann 'nother
Ain't 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
Mixtapes I'm on the street they dubbing

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

I hope when Dre this, he give a beat for ten more
'Cause I on the corner like squegeemen
Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening
Long Beach, Brick City, at your frog

Everybody
All hoes around me
She was in the land of love
Glad that Dogg found me

Girl, you got a
New York back to
You who got the bomb weed
Long to Brick City

I know just want you want, I got just you need
Turn that shit around, and it up on me
Since I was the first, I guess be the last to leave
D-O-double-G, you keep 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 Acopoqo
And flip her inside out, now I'm to ride

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

Shit its been ten since I hit some cess smoke
But I still rock a coat on the West Coast in the summertime
And I crumble mine to the dandelion
Nigga watch how I mine

Spiritual, hear we go, this
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 dis, fact is
Put your out, now back in
Go head, wiggle it, you feeling me now
Girlfriend, you killing now

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

The way you shake your
It makes me your booty
The way you your booty
Sure good to me