Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

I bang with the that don't need no intro
We run from Long Beach to West South Central
Credentials, to flows an' rip shows
Dip 4s an' hoes while the indo blow

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

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

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

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

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

It's down, motherfuckaz, like dat
Sounds like Battlecat been wit Zapp
An' the don't stop
I hope nobody call the cops

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Blazin' a ounce the homie, Cat
Or Dogg 'coz I love puttin' hustlas on the map
I keep it fo' sho', do', lo'
An' always got the 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' dropin' nuthin' but the shit

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

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

Gangstas, Dogg
Sum'thin' for the 9 5, plus for
Tray-Dee, Goldie Loc,
My nigga, on the beat, bustas for life
West

You spell the 'West' without the E, S
Ah, yes, we connectin',
how we do it, do it to 'em
An' we out, see ya