Luyện nghe bài hát From Ruthless 2 Death Row (Do We All Part)

That's up, yeah
Hey,
To the new

I'd like to make a dedication tonight
To the of the world
Now to make understood
I'm explain somethin' to you
(Beeyatch)

this out, bitch
To be a bitch, you necessarily
Have to have a in your pants
(True indeed, indeed)

In fact, most, if not all
Of the bitches I
(That's right)
little peckers, little dicks

A ain't nothin'
But a muthafucka that come up
From muthafucka, hard work
Don't make no sense to these

ass muthafuckas
Now to make it real
I'm gonna explain it to ya in a form
Like this here, check out

I the way it started
Once upon a time, when a named Dre came
Nigga got signed, nigga, everything is all good
You the shit, 'cause you rollin' wit' some
No one can do it better, see, I'm an MD

And when I fuck it up, you me 25 G's
said, "Yeah, oh yeah"
So I took it, forget the
The money made me it

I rose up from the pit I was in 450 0300 Benz
Nothin' but ends, money bought
Got me in a cross, now, lost
This is I found out

"Look at shit"
You is
You ain't gonna believe what nigga did
"My fucked up, Dre, you need to look"
"I trippin', yo, I think your little homie, he a crook"

The spot got shook, it was hell
Is the future shock?
Hell, no, it's Row
I was all in of the begin
Think would see

Yo, we all win
So, "The Chronic" was upon us, the music
But I was still broke at the crib when they
The album and I got bored
With niggas shit, they came upon a

that a bitch?
I coulda the star dude
Or maybe I shoulda stabbed out Ice Cube
But about your Dogg?
Who? We was tight

I hung around, we'd get when he'd write
In the Pound, the way it come to
When it's down, niggas is in whatever
I went for a minute and came back

was talkin' crazy like they wanted me to rap
So, I did from the old LP
"Damn, that shit"
"That's a nigga want to see"

Visit the City and rock over 17, 000 G's
I recognized game, the was kinda funny
voice shit, nigga make money
He came back and here the glory
And this is the way I'm end this story

I was 19, lookin' for a dream
From what I put out, I never got a fuckin'
This and the was the fucked-up part
It's just a little somethin' about some heart

From to Death Row
Do we all part, bitches, see ya
Trick ass, bitch
Trick, ass

La, la, la
(Once a time not long ago)
(A brother tried to play me like a kid, so I dissed him)
(It's like a message only I can understand)
(Keepin' it dope as long as I can a mansion)
(Remember forever)

People in the house, I'm gonna let 'em
I'm let 'em know, my nigga
E R O T I C, H L B, D O C
Comin' the B O M B