Luyện nghe bài hát G Bedtime Stories

Uncle Snoop Dogg, yo' whassup,
Could you read us a bedtime story? Alright,
get my ash tray, get my lighter
I'm a read ya'll a bedtime story
here, sit on my lap, okay, check it out

Great scotts, it's hot
He ran up out of bullets so I him in his chest
He to the floor with his hands in the air
His gettin' blurry but you know, I didn't care

Peck, peck, he tried to on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I him in his neck
Shooting like a muthafuckin' vet
Riding on nigga, disrepectin' my set

No stranger to danger, ain't no shots
On the hood gettin' hot, can drop
You better have a up in town, my nigga
'Cause please believe it, it can go down, my

Caught up in some behind some hood rat
Grease strikes you out with no get
Wishing for a eatin' on a Kit Kat
And your bitch shit, the little homie hit that

Sit back and go see, take a trip up me
go get a stick, nigga, dip with me
We can ride on some for nuthin' at all
Even if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em, go get 'em

LBC in muthafucka 'cuz
I had to show niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and
We're everything, nigga, even dimes and doves

Have you ever slapped a bitch to mack grip?
Or better yet, a clip?
To a nine millimeter for heater
And put the down out of G two seater

You need a nigga like me to get your game that
Young nigga, you could get a for that
I'm that who brought the Afro back
And pat your back and then I turn and snatch your sack

Before I came out, was wearing slack
I brought the curl and the golf hat
The black poker and this skandelous raps
The one eight seven and jacks

I snaps to the game, nigga
to the game, nigga, I'm that big rap name, nigga
S N O P fa sho
I do my thang, way cut on the down low

Oh, upon a time in the LBC
There a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids up to him
All the stayed true to him, police tried to do him

But couldn't do nothing to him 'cause he's like steel
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 by saying goodnight