Luyện nghe bài hát From Long Beach 2 Brick City

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

shaking
All these around me
She was in the land of love
Glad Nate Dogg found me

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

I just want you want, I got just want you need
Turn that 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 keep it gangsta

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

You want a problem, well, go
'Cause if not I to disco
And freak ho from Acopoqo
And flip her inside out, now I'm 'bout to

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

Shit its been ten years since I hit some cess
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 what time it is
I'm cool on these niggas but I'm on a bitch

Now dis, fact is
Put your out, now back in
Go head, it, round you feeling me now
Girlfriend, you killing now

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

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