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 rock you
Shake stuff

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

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

I my man Snoop, she salmonilla
Got a ho with no dough with condoms her
I'm a ride to the death of Def on my chest
at it crook 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 on the street
I'mma saying, "Fuck you", behind police
My mamma ain't raise no fool, she me
why she hide my tool inside her room

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

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

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

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

Everybody
All these hoes me
She was lost in the land of
that Nate Dogg found me

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

I know want you want, I got just want you need
Turn shit around, and back it up on me
Since I was the first, I guess 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 doing the breaststroke

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

Let's go we hit the slow
Post up, set up, shop and press
Who got the flow, who got the most dough
Who got the best hoes, you know

Shit its been ten years since I hit some cess
But I still rock a mean coat on the West in the summertime
And I crumble mine to the dandelion
Nigga watch how I 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 these niggas but I'm hard on a

Now dis, fact is
Put back 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 shake booty
Sure looks to me

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