Luyện nghe bài hát G Spot

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

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

(daz):
Do you remember on the east side?
Where all us niggas used to 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 just give a f**k.
So if you're about coming and stepping to me,
Keep this in mind: I'm a o.g.

Lets speed the up and pass some time,
17th, 1979.
That's my first time arrested,
I know I did the crime, but I ain't to confess to this shit.
I learned from the g's,
A g is an overseer, the sees.
More than you do 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 said: "playing football should be only fun son".
I'm "allright" so we enter the house,
Come up to the door and fired to the mouth.
I do nothing but cry like a bitch,
I looked at my momma and said: "damn, why you "
put me on punishment but that didn't work,
Now khakis, wallabees, and a t-shirt.
And up the neighborhood gang sides,
I do my first and now I gotta do time.

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

I grew up in the 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 behind the trigger, robberies,
With the homies, no one could stop, nobody me.
Breaking niggas for showing, sucker niggas better me,
Because we letting the bullshit slide no more.
Do your wear nigga and in your front door,
To let you we can't take no more.
Feeling revenge, enemies, family and friends,
And let you pay the cost for my life, it's lost.
Toss a in the air, run my fingers through my hair,
And ask myself: "who the should I really fear? ".
I ran around the best killers,
Thug and drug dealers.
niggas if they come near us,
(? ) with spirits, no one could help us if we could.
Knock on wood for luck,
Serve every nigga in your hood with a buck, now you've struck.
Stood gangsta in a gangsta mack,
A grown child laying niggas the down.

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

You're f**king the pound, oh nigga please,
C-o-b.'s can't see the d-o-double g's, [o.g.'s... repeat 5
Shout outs to my 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 know what I'm saying? it's a g baby (original gangsta)
You ass bitch!