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

Great scotts, it's hot
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 blurry but you I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on
So I ran up on this and I shot him in his neck
like a muthafuckin vietnam vet
Riding on this nigga my set
No to danger ain't no warning shots
On the hood gettin hot, can drop
You have a spot up in town my nigga
Cause please it, it can go down my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind hood rat
Grease you out with no get back
for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat
And your bitch ain't shit the little hit that
Sit back and go see, a trip up with me
Let's go get a nigga dip with me
We can ride on some for nuthin at all
Even if we cool 'em, fuck 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in muthafucka 'cause
I had to show these niggas time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and
We everything nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever a bitch to mack your grip
Or yet, strapped a clip
To a muthafuckin' nine millimeter for
And put the ride out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for
I'm that nigga who brought the afro
And pat your back and I turn around 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 skandelous
The one eight kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the nigga
Raps to the nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the
Oh upon a time in the LBC
There a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids up to him
All the women true to him, police tried to do him
But do nothing to him cause he's like stainless steel
And all they on him because he was way to real
I don't why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying