Luyện nghe bài hát G's

And meanwhile on the Southside of

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

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

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

And now they at me crazy
But niggas can suck a dick because they can't fade me
And if it down to the gun, black
I cracked up on the pressure 'cause I was trained for combat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rapped us up a fattie and we started to
Eyes gettin' red cause we higher than
A nigga chillin' 'cause all good
And we ain't 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.
Because we're all upon a
Killin' don't make us no different and dyin' don't it no different

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

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

smokin', niggas gettin' loc'ed and
Ready to pull your and leave your stomach open
Scopin', hopin' for you to 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 muthafuckin' peace
So I know I got to get 'em game
And I hit 'em with the game I gotta hit em with this damn thang
'Cause kill or be killed, never cut slack

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

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

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