Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

I bang with the gang that don't no intro
We run from East Long to West South Central
Credentials, to kick flows an' rip
Dip 4s an' pimp hoes the indo blow

You know that West low mentality
Focused on reality but in a hole 'notha galaxy
We it straight hard but guard the spot
Bangas snatch in the parkin' lot

Don't matter, there be fine hoes to gather
Pick about the thickest bitch an' I to have her
It's routine, the coupe clean, hit the sho'
You know we all fuckin' they glimpse the po'

Wit the in my hand, pack the gat on my lap
'Coz it's hatin' you're skatin' an' your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute your ass surprised
Just recognize the real way that ride

If it chronic, don't blaze it up
An' if it ain't a Chevy, raise it up
You know we keep it bangin', don't fake the
So all the niggaz stay gangsta'd up

We makin' paper suckas claim to touch
By stickin' to the script an' neva up
You we keep it bangin', don't fake the funk
Keep it real, motherfucka, gansta'd up

goin' down, motherfuckaz, like dat
Sounds like Battlecat been wit Zapp
An' the don't stop
I hope don't call the cops

It don't stop, the beat'll make pop block
Nah betta yet 'coz dis shit'll keep your cocked
You think I'm trippin'? Fool, I ain't
You betta read up on dis shit to keep the non-fiction

Watch out for the
Dis West coast on mine an' anybody dssin', nigga, listen
House style 'coz I'm a gangsta Crip
C walkin', on the extra clip

Now you be a friend
But you gonna make me an' slap the other clip in reload
You go toe to toe?
Sit my down on ground on the pound, nigga, hell, no

I must stay gangsta'd up it just lives in me
An' I seen enuff, I guess dats when I'll free somebody
Once said Willie C., nigga, don't speak on me
I won't stop, so let me be, we are the streets, somebody

I'm a Long Beach, Side mad ass lunatic
Gang bang, slap a bitch, nigga, out to get a
On the grind, gettin' mine, ask the on the 9
2 O, you

We own niggaz who talk bitch shit
Real niggaz feel dis, let's get
Under the sun with the 2 Ones
an' all the DPGs

Down for whatever, who eva see me now
You lookin' like me, I you wanna be me now
It a whole lot to be Snoop D O dub
You gotta put it down an' stay G'd up

All Star shoes with the G
If I fall in the club, I might a pair of Stacy Adams
You neva catch me R an' B
I might be in a 3 piece suit way O.G.

Blazin' a ounce the homie, Cat
Or Ruff Dogg 'coz I love puttin' on the map
I keep it fo' sho', do', lo'
An' got the muthfuckin' do do smoke

For all my an' ken folks, dis is for y'all
Let me hit sum'thin', dog
Beware of my
We hopin' an' nuthin' but the gangsta shit

If it ain't chronic, don't it up
An' if it ain't a Chevy, don't it up
You know we it bangin', don't fake the funk
For all my niggaz stay gangsta'd up

We makin' paper only claim to touch
By stickin' to the an' neva changin' up
You know we it bangin', don't fake the funk
Keep it real, motherfucka, stay up

Gangstas, House
Sum'thin' for the 9 5, plus for
Tray-Dee, Loc, yeah
My nigga, Battlecat on the beat, for life
Side

You can't the 'West' without the E, S
Ah, yes, we connectin',
how we do it, do it to 'em
An' we out, see ya