Luyện nghe bài hát G's

And meanwhile on the Southside of

Now when rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood
What do you
(I see some G's)
Now when rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood
Tell me what you
(Some G's)

Roamin' in my hood and thangs
Seems to me my mutherfuckin' hood done
'Cause used to kick it with the rival gangs
But now we gots to with them survival thangs

.45 in my lap when I'm on the
Niggas livin' shife, so I roll one
now they see me flippin' in the 1-9-9-4
C.S.I. nigga, 850

And now lookin' at me crazy
But off-brand niggas can suck a because they can't fade me
And if it came down to the gun,
I never cracked up on the pressure I was trained for combat

So get yo' boys together
I represent S.A., nigga and we makin' forever
And paid at the same time
So you a muthafucka when a muthafucka claim mine

if you disrespect, you ass out
And they we rollin' through yo' in the glasshouse
bad with the flashers on
Makin' get they asses on

ain't no mutherfuckin' love for fools
Who come this muthafucka tryin' to scrub, you fools
It ain't no haps on it, hops, we on the cops
And on the glocks

And take the law into our own
'Cause you fuckin' with a rookin', nigga
You fuckin' with a man
And we gon' you what we mean by funk

Muthafucka, you ain't see my
I got a and a
(SK, AK)
And a that'll fuck a whole day
(12 gauge)

So recognize a nigga from the streets
When you through yo' mutherfuckin' hood
do you see?

Now when you're rollin' through yo' muthafuckin'
do you see?
(I see some G's)
Now when you're through yo' muthafuckin' hood
Tell me what you
(Some G's)

Hollerin' at my at the swisher house
Scope a 40 bag and we hit the
Put my in park and got up under the tree
the swishers out and gave the ganja to 3

Rapped us up a fattie and we started to
Eyes gettin' red we higher than coke
A nigga chillin' it's all good
And we trippin' on the bullshit, nigga, because we all hood

But other niggas don't wanna see it way
But all I got to say is you don't see that S.A.
we're all upon a mission
Killin' make us no different and dyin' don't make it no different

'Cause I done been to mo' in this past year
Than the muthafuckin' Bingos lost year
So no muthafuckin' thang for me
To kill a nigga who ain't fuckin' with the with me

Now when rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood
What do you
(I see muthafuckin' G's)
Now you're rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood
me what you see?
(Some G's)

Formaldehyde smokin', gettin' loc'ed and
Ready to pull your coat and your stomach open
Scopin', hopin' for you to fuck up and
So we can have a reason for fuckin' up your
(It no muthafuckin' peace when they see me)

'Cause we never had a muthafuckin' peace
So I know I got to get 'em with
And when I hit 'em the game I gotta hit em with this damn thang
'Cause it's kill or be killed, cut slack

And if you cut slack, bust back, fuck that
I never give a second to pull the first gun
'Cause if bust one time, that be the worst one
And that's the one that can the shop

So you gotta stand and hold the
'Cause in my hood, that's how it be
But when you're rollin' through muthafuckin' hood
do you see?

Now when you're through yo' muthafuckin' hood
do you see?
(I see muthafuckin' G's)
Now when you're rollin' through yo' hood
me what you see?
(Some G's)