Luyện nghe bài hát G's

And on the Southside of town

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

Roamin' in my muthafuckin' hood and
to me my mutherfuckin' hood done changed
'Cause niggas to kick it with the rival gangs
But now we gots to deal with survival thangs

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

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

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

if you disrespect, you ass out
And they we rollin' yo' shit in the glasshouse
Actin' bad with the on
niggas get they asses on

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

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

Muthafucka, you see my trunk
I got a and a
(SK, AK)
And a fuck a nigga whole day
(12 gauge)

So a real nigga from the streets
you rollin' through yo' mutherfuckin' hood
What do you

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

at my homie at the swisher house
Scope a 40 bag and we hit the
Put my shit in park and got up the tree
Pull the out and gave the ganja to 3

us up a fattie and we started to smoke
Eyes gettin' red cause we than coke
A nigga 'cause it's all good
And we ain't trippin' on the bullshit, nigga, we all hood

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

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

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

Formaldehyde smokin', niggas loc'ed and
Ready to pull your coat and leave your stomach
Scopin', for you to fuck up and slip
So we can have a for fuckin' up your shit
(It ain't no muthafuckin' when they see me)

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

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

So you stand and hold the glock
in my muthafuckin' hood, that's how it be
But when rollin' through your muthafuckin' hood
What do you

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