Luyện nghe bài hát G Bedtime Stories

(Uncle Dogg.)
Yo' whassup, whassup.
(Could you us a bedtime story?)
Alright, alright.
get my ash tray, get my lighter.
I'm a read a gangsta bedtime story.
here, sit on my lap.
(Okay.)
it out.

Great scotts, hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his
He to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin blurry but you know I didn't
Peck, peck, he to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I him in his neck
Shooting a muthafuckin vietnam vet
Riding on nigga disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger ain't no shots
On the hood gettin hot, can drop
You better a spot up in town my nigga
Cause please believe it, it can go my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some rat
Grease you out with no get back
Wishing for a eatin on a Kit Kat
And your ain't shit the little homie hit that
Sit back and go see, take a up with me
go get a stick nigga dip with me
We can ride on niggas for nuthin at all
if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in this 'cause
I had to show niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, and guns
We claiming everything nigga, dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a to mack your grip
Or better yet, a clip
To a nine millimeter for heater
And put the ride down out of G two
You need a nigga like me to get your game like
nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm nigga who brought the afro back
And pat back and then I turn around and snatch your sack
Before I came out was wearing slack
I the curl back and the golf hat
The black poker sack and this raps
The one eight seven and jacks
I brought snaps to the game
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap nigga
S-N O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the
Oh upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG the DPG
And all the little looked up to him
All the women stayed to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause he's like stainless
And all hated on him because he was way to real
I don't know why but just so fly
But I gotta end this story by goodnight