Luyện nghe bài hát G Bedtime Stories

(Uncle Dogg.)
Yo' whassup, whassup.
(Could you read us a 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 so I shot him in his chest
He to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on
So I ran up on this nigga and I him in his neck
Shooting a muthafuckin vietnam vet
Riding on this disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger no warning shots
On the hood gettin hot, can drop
You better have a spot up in town my
Cause please believe it, it can go down my
Caught up in traffic behind some hood rat
strikes you out with no get back
Wishing for a eatin on a Kit Kat
And your bitch 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 these what time it was
We got thugs, cons, and guns
We claiming nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a bitch to your grip
Or better yet, strapped a
To a muthafuckin' nine for heater
And put the down out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game like
Young nigga, you could get a smack for
I'm that nigga who brought the back
And pat your back and then I turn and snatch your sack
Before I came out niggas was slack
I brought the curl back and the hat
The black poker sack and this raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and
I brought snaps to the nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm big rap name nigga
S-N O-P fa sho
I do my way cut throat on the downlow
Oh once a time in the LBC
There a OG from the DPG
And all the little looked up to him
All the women true to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause like stainless steel
And all they on him because he was way to real
I don't know why but just so fly
But I gotta end this by saying goodnight