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, check it out

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

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

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

Caught up in some traffic some 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, take a trip up me
go get a stick, nigga, dip with me
We can ride on niggas for nuthin' at all
Even if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em, go get 'em

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

you ever slapped a bitch to mack your grip?
Or yet, strapped 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 like
nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that who brought the Afro back
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch sack

I came out, niggas 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,
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, once upon a in the LBC
lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little looked up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police to do him

But couldn't do nothing to him he's like stainless steel
And all hated 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 goodnight