Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

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

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

Don't matter, there still be hoes to gather
Pick about the bitch an' I gots to have her
It's routine, the coupe clean, hit the sho'
You know we all once 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 the real way that gangstas ride

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
So all the real niggaz stay up

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

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

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

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

Now you be a friend
But you gonna make me unload an' slap the other clip in
You go toe to toe?
Sit my down 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 dats when I'll free somebody
Once said from Willie C., nigga, speak on me
I won't stop, so let me be, we are the streets, somebody

I'm a Long Beach, East Side mad ass
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 talk bitch
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 take a lot to be Snoop D O dub
You gotta put it an' always 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 lookin' way O.G.

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

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

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

We makin' paper only suckas claim to
By stickin' to the script an' changin' up
You know we keep it bangin', fake the funk
Keep it real, motherfucka, gansta'd up

Gangstas, Dogg
Sum'thin' for the 9 5, plus for
Tray-Dee, Goldie Loc,
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