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 ya'll a gangsta story.
here, sit on my lap.
(Okay.)
it out.

Great scotts, hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I him in his chest
He fell to the floor his hands in the air
His vision blurry but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his
Shooting like a muthafuckin vet
Riding on nigga disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger ain't no shots
On the gettin hot, anybody can drop
You better have a spot up in my nigga
Cause please believe it, it can go my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some rat
Grease strikes you out with no get
for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat
And your bitch ain't shit the little hit that
Sit back and go see, take a trip up me
Let's go get a stick 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 niggas what it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and
We claiming everything nigga, dimes and doves
Have you ever a bitch to mack your grip
Or better yet, strapped a
To a nine millimeter for heater
And put the ride down out of G two
You need a nigga like me to get game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for
I'm that who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch sack
Before I out niggas was wearing slack
I brought the curl back and the hat
The black sack and this skandelous raps
The one eight kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap nigga
S-N O-P fa sho
I do my way cut throat on the downlow
Oh upon a time in the LBC
lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause like stainless steel
And all they hated on him he was way to real
I don't know why but just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying