Luyện nghe bài hát G Spot

(daz):
Yeah, what i'ma do right here is my time,
And dedicating this one to my resting in peace,
And my niggas the wall.
See you when I get there, you know what I'm (really doe)
So drip with me as I go down lane.

Boy it's a loony the grass is greener,
(1-8-7 shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few done up,
Some rest in peace, with khakis heavy squeezed.
But it's a side thang, a hoo ride thang,
('cause if we to the boogie than we boogie to the bang).
I bring you the .38,
(just get the mc and the nate).
So we can slide, slide, slide,
As I take you on a trip ride (east side).

(daz):
Do you remember on the east side?
Where all us used to love to ride.
We didn't what we did,
Time was nothing to us we just kids.
are different now, but you still get stuck,
I'm not a kid no more, I don't give a f**k.
So if you're thinking about and stepping to me,
this in mind: I'm a motherf**king o.g.

Lets the clock up and pass some time,
17th, 1979.
That's my time being arrested,
I know I did the crime, but I ain't going to to this shit.
I than from the g's,
A g is an overseer, the sees.
than you do 'cause he gets experienced,
And besides I'm just a delinquent.
So I was gone, and I'm on my way home,
My momma's going to get me, and I with (? ).
She puts a jacket on my back and me a comb,
We and frosty freeze for a couple snowcones.
She telling me I didn't need to do what I done,
She "playing football should be your only fun son".
I'm "allright" so we enter the house,
up to the door and pops fired to the mouth.
I do nothing but cry like a bitch,
I at my momma and said: "damn, why you snitch? "
They put me on but that didn't work,
Now khakis, wallabees, and a t-shirt.
And throwing up the neighborhood sides,
I do my first robbery and now I do time.

My homie told me one day he had a move,
He said: "come on dogg, it'll be smooth".
I and said "come on, let's go and jack them fools",
Next day we draped in the county blues.
I went and did a little time in the see (seventeen years),
Saying to myself "i'll never f**k that nigga again".
I'm locked down I learned to be
What I am now and a motherf**king o.g.
gangsta

I up in the city as a chap, faced the trials,
Never smiled, a gangster in the meanwhile.
You'd me swearing and lying, trying to be an o.g.,
Beating the shit out of for guess, some hillfigers.
The man the trigger, committing robberies,
With the homies, no one stop, nobody knew me.
Breaking niggas for showing, niggas better know me,
Because we ain't letting the bullshit no more.
Do your wear nigga and kick in front door,
To let you know we can't no more.
Feeling revenge, killing enemies, and friends,
And let you pay the cost for my homie's life, lost.
a coin in the air, run my fingers through my hair,
And ask myself: "who the f**k should I fear? ".
I ran around the best killers,
criminals and drug dealers.
Blasting niggas if come near us,
(? ) with evil spirits, no one could us if we could.
on wood for good luck,
Serve every nigga in your hood a buck, now you've been struck.
Stood gangsta in a gangsta mack,
A grown child laying the f**k down.

(daz):
Original (original gangsta),
Coming from long beach (the town by the sea where niggas me).
Coming the east side...

You're f**king the pound, oh nigga please,
C-o-b.'s see the d-o-double g's, [o.g.'s... repeat 5 times]
Shout to my nigga mr. d-a-z,
Shout to my nigga mr. warren g,
Shout to my nigga s-n-double o-p,
Shout outs to my niggas c, and me.

(nate):
Yeah, straight up, based on a story.
You what I'm saying? it's a g thang baby (original gangsta)
You ass bitch!