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 small tonight
To the of the world
Now to make understood
I'm gonna somethin' to you
(Beeyatch)

this out, bitch
To be a bitch, you don't
Have to have a in your pants
(True indeed, indeed)

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

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

Dumb ass
Now to it real clear
I'm explain it to ya in a story form
Like this here, check out

I the way it started
Once upon a time, when a nigga named Dre
Nigga got signed, nigga, everything is all good
You the shit, 'cause you rollin' wit' Boyz-N-the-Hood
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 that 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 below
Is that the shock?
Hell, no, Death Row
I was all in because of the
they would see

Yo, we all win
So, "The Chronic" was us, the music awards
But I was still at the crib when they toured
The soared and I got bored
With niggas talkin' shit, they upon a

Ain't that a
I coulda the star dude
Or I shoulda stabbed out like Ice Cube
But about your Dogg?
Who? Snoop? We was

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

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

the Windy City and rock over 17, 000 G's
I recognized game, the was kinda funny
Fucked-up voice shit, nigga money
He back and here comes the glory
And this is the way I'm gonna end this

I was only 19, for a dream
From I put out, I never got a fuckin' thing
and the wreck was the fucked-up part
It's just a somethin' about some real heart

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

La, la, la
(Once upon a time not ago)
(A tried to play me like a kid, so I just dissed him)
(It's like a message that I can understand)
(Keepin' it as long as I can rock 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
with the B O M B